I Hope to Listen

To me of days to come,

Do as the Little Tramp did and live happily without worry,
worry of even the most unfortunate of busters, and falls.
Cliche will follow, so be weary;
the sun shall always shine, and tears will dry.
Fishes of the sea are often too occupied with much they can't control,
so be unlike them, and worry about nothing you can and can't control.
Remember to feel more than you think because you mgiht not get to one day.
Let the days go by as easy as they came,
and find joy of the rain.
Take care, ol' chap.
And remember to have fun in what little you may have.

Till the next one,
Me (You)