My next door neighbor, Mr smile
Is my sunflower, and midnight moon,
He bright up my days' giggle,
And light up my nights' candle.
Whenever I'm in a cave of darkness,
Or ecstasy drain out from my vain,
Or rain refuses to cry to my bucket,
He will come with his rainbow smile
And cheer up my heart and soul.
When my time fell from my hand,
He picked it up and glued it on me.
When my smile faded away with hope,
He risked his life, and find it for me.
If happiness is a human,
It is my next door neighbor, mr smile.
I love you, my gangatuan guardian.
He was created by God for me.
Hassan Abubakar Olamilekan
Mystery PEN ✍️
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