Learn to cull happy memories
from a bitter- sad day,
we forget often
we are what we gather.
Scatter your worries
to the four winds
they would carry it gladly
to yet-undiscovered lands.
Sow seeds of smiles
all around like a child
Your heart's granary
will overflow with joy!
Louis B Figaredo
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