Happy Pills and Teachers
Her stories are like happy pills,
Making my quivering heart still
And bringing on the type of smile
That reaches the eyes,
The type of laugh
That is not merely an act.
Though moments appear
When I shed many a tear,
With every scene of dolor
Is a scene that adds more color
To the whole story,
A tale of joy and misery,
Conveying the reality of this life,
Albeit filled with chaos and strife,
There is always a reason to be grateful,
Something that makes living wonderful.
This I have fully realized
Through formerly blind eyes,
By dint of her tales that I have perused;
Indeed, I have learned many truths.
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YOU ARE READING
The Ink That Bleeds Eternally
PoetryWords made to enthrall; In each and every single moment, You are there through it all; Laughs, smiles, and tears resonant.