In the shadows of lives bitter rain,
Where pain and sorrow often reign,
There's a beacon of light that still remains,
In the simple yet profound act of a smile.

Though tears may flow, and hearts may ache,
In the depths of despair, a choice we make,
To let our spirits rise, no matter the trial,
To find solace and strength in a smile.

For in that curve upon our lips,
Lies a power that gently grips,
The turmoil within, calming the wild,
As we bravely endure, wearing a smile.

It whispers of hope in the darkest night,
It kindles warmth, igniting the light,
Guiding us through the darkest mile,
Urging us on, with a steadfast smile.

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI