Lips Lifting Upward
Show me your teeth
Lift the corners of your mouth
Smiles are the natural wreathes
When you feel your mood is going south
The simplest anecdote is to remind yourself
Of what brings warm rain to a spiritual drouth
The world can be as jolly as an elf
Can you imagine if everyone smiled a lot?
Why, they could be as happy as myself
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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