There are things in the world,

Medicine cannot fix, nor the bitterness of violence,

Such things as the constant sorrow,

Lack of bliss, Lack of love, lack of Life,

Because this world saps from us that which makes us enjoy Life,

And without that which makes it easy for us to enjoy Life,

We die, may not be through spirit or body, but the

Very essence of your being, your heart.

Your love, love of life, joy, friends, family, the simple things.

Tennyson’s, ‘All things must die’ is true enough for

Those with absence of life, but ye who still live, who still struggle,

Here is assistance into finding joy in the struggle,

Laughter.

It cures everything laughter, Suffering and sorrow,
disputes and arguments, bitterness and hatred,

It does what no man made medicine of this modern time can do,

It works faster than most too,

It heals the wounded.

Never be afraid to laugh at the simple things, the jokes,

The clowns, the mistakes, so long as it isn’t at another’s pain.

You should, especially in this day and age, Love to laugh!

I know I do!

Brings a smile to my mouth,

And tears to my eyes.

Love to laugh, I tell you it makes such a difference.