Smile

I love feeling happy and make a choice to feel up beat.More often than not I can be seen tapping my feet to a musical beat.My laughter infectious, or so I've been told.I choose to carry on smiling until I'm very old.Even when I see misirible faces walking along in the street.I show my teeth to try to inspire them to turn over a new leaf.Why do some people keep look so miserable, all I can hear them doing is moaning and groaning.When some poor old folk are home alone, looking out of their window with no legs, they won't ever be able to walk along.I can't fully understand why they just don't wake up and try to smile and thank themselves lucky 🌈🍀