Smile adorns a thousand words
a dressy garment for every jest
With frills of laughter and of joy
There in no man who wouldn’t enjoy
It costs nothing, not a dime
But you can walk with it for a mile
You hold its hands of happiness
And shake off the dust of painful stress
He who dons a gloomy face
Will lag behind in happy race
An iron face with frozen lips
knows not how to live with grace
When pain eclipse the face of smile
Can pessimisms really explain the rhyme?
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