You can chooose
When we meet
With your hands
With your feet
With your eyes
Words from your lips
Just like choosing
Salad or chips
You can choose
When we meet
Do your words smile
Your poems greet?
Your poem's just
A set of words
Just one tells me
Should you be heard
I can choose
I soon know
Should I stay?
Or should I go?
One false word
And I'll be gone
One good word
And I'll stay on
One negative
I turn the page
A happy word
I'll share your stage
A question can be
A decoy
I'm looking for
A word of joy
A happy way
To start my day
Win or lose
You can choose
So I will share
A happy note
To be depression's
Antidote
Strike out words which
Sound negative
And end with
Something positive
A laugh, a smile
Cheerfully say
Thanks for stopping
Have a great day
I hope my words
All positive
Will show you how
We all should live
If only one person's
Mood, day I save
My adult's thoughts
Like a child's wave
Will make you jolly
Happy, and brave
A wave of joy
A summer wave.
-ends-
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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