Message To You, My Love

January 23, 2018

My beloved,

Your heart is pure and soul is warm,

a frown does not suit you.

Life is hard and you feel worn,

but this isn't new.

We must go on, there is lots to do!

Life is a piano.

Black keys make music too.

Let your smile grow!

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