You Might As Well Smile
Problems Aren't Going Anywhere
You Might As Well Smile
Problems Aren’t Going Anywhere
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My poems don’t always make much sense.
At times, they’re just for fun.
I write when I feel silly
To bring smiles to everyone.
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If my poetry might make you laugh,
Or just make you scratch your head,
At least it isn’t boring,
Or filling you with dread.
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It doesn’t always deal with life,
And the problems that we see.
Sometimes you just might shake your head,
And wonder what’s wrong with me.
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But at least I say with confidence,
For just a little while,
If you read some of my poetry,
It just might make you smile.
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 77-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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Comments (3)
I surely did smile! ☺️
Nice...and I will try...
Love this