Author: ArChaNaR
•2:44 PM

Three letters that make you feel
you are opening a seal
to a parcel of dread in your heart
Right from the end to the start
A feeling that's handy all the time
to wipe a tear or pump a mime

A smile surely cannot be replaced
A smile surely cannot be bought
But a smile can surely be invited
to bring joy into one's sad heart

Joy repairs sadness
Just like a contraption to a soul
On the quaint path to endless bliss
which occurs so rarely so less

Joy, a potion for the mind
that brightens up your life
and lets you sleep peacefully
for a while and whenever.

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