Your words will chooose
If our lives meet
Words shake my hand
Or push my feet
Speak with your eyes
Words from your lips
Offer choice, like
Salad or chips
Good words you choose
Predict we'll meet
Do your words smile?
Your poems greet?
Your poem's just
A set of words
Just one tells me
Should you be heard?
Which mood to choose?
One glance, I'll know
Should I linger?
Or quickly go?
One false, glum word
And I'll be gone
Say one good word
And I'll stay on
One negative
I turn the page
One happy word
I'll share your stage
Questions can be
Just a decoy
I'm looking for
A word of joy
A happy way
To start my day
Choose win or lose
Your choice, you choose
So I will share
A happy note
To be depression's
Antidote
Strike out words which
Sound negative
Always end with
The positive
A laugh, a smile
Cheerfully say
I'm glad you stopped
Have a great day
I hope my words
All positive
Will show you how
We all should live
If just one person's
Mood, day, I save
My adult's thoughts
Like one child's wave
Will make you jolly
Happy, and brave
A wave of joy
A summer wave.
-ends-
Autumn has a Smile Day.
I started my day feeling happy. Then I opened the first page of somebody's poem, a depressing rant. I shut their poem and started my poem. Why should I ruin my day with his or her depressing poem? I thought, I'll write a positive poem, telling other poets politely, to be positive.
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