To laugh at something sad
never came easy to me
thought it didn’t seem so bad
people could laugh at tea
some even at a death.
I once met a man who said
tears are a form of being happy
rise early and go earlier to bed
do your work and make money
if you cry then consider yourself lucky!
another time I met a woman
who never did have a mate
she said make merry and have gin
come what may it is fate
if you can laugh at yourself, dear, you’re ahead!
I came back home and pondered these words
was their much laughter left for me?
they seemed like two birds
clearly stung by the same bee
but the essence of it rung a bell
time was simple
if you don’t make it hell
it could be ample
find your rhymes and merry
and maybe somewhere you’ll meet
your own personal guardian fairy
giving you hope for your heart to beat.