Mr. Dramatic
Mr. Dramatic
Came down from his attic,
Putting misfortune at bay.
He stood on the front porch
And announced to the crowd,
“I’ve said all I have to say.”
“I ran for the laughter,
Away from the tears,
Yet there’s no escaping
the fears and the years.
The crowd did not understand,
They collectively sighed,
He began to giggle,
Smiles followed the sigh.
Mr. Dramatic returned –
To his attic and cried.
“They’ll not see the teardrops,”
He said to the desk,
and mirror, and all,
“Because I’m the one there
to pick them up
Whenever they fall.”
“I’ll keep on smiling
Because complaining won’t do.
The world looks better when
someone else is laughing, too.”
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Keep writing the songs that are in your heart.
Peace be with you.