“Being happy
never goes out of style”
It has always
been ‘fashionable’
to smile.
People always want
to be around
Happy, Cheerful and Smiling friends.
We live in a busy world,
which can take our minds away
from Peaceful thoughts,
and because of this,
we may not ‘always’ seem happy.
It’s not done deliberately
on our part,
we are just so wrapped up
in the day-to-day busyness,
that the smile isn’t always there.
But, like many who
‘must’ stay in fashion,
wearing the latest styles,
so must we “stay” in fashion
with that Happy Smile.
And when we are
all ‘wearing’ that smile,
we’ll look good wearing anything.
The dolphin is born with that Smile,
as it dances in the Oceans of the Earth.
We, as humans,
are ‘said’ to be more intelligent,
should ‘Live with that Happy Smile on our faces’.
It’d be great,
just for once,
to be always in ‘fashion’
Happy.
LIVE AND LOVE LIFE!
About the Creator
Ruth Elizabeth Stiff
I love all things Earthy and Self-Help
History is one of my favourite subjects and I love to write short fiction
Research is so interesting for me too
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