The swing in my heart,
Is a TROUBLESOME thing,
For sometimes I cry
And sometimes I sing.
Yet as much as I'd like
To be cheerful and glad,
There are days when quite often
I'm sorry and sad.
Just as fro can be to
And left can be right,
As high is to low
So dark is to light.
And out is for in
The way up is for down,
Remember a smile's
Just a back-to-front frown.
Yes, what keeps me sane
When the going gets tough,
Is like Yin and Yang
So are smooth times and rough.
The swing in my heart
Is a MARVELLOUS thing,
For sometimes I cry
But sometimes I sing.
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 10:13 PM UTC
The swing in my heart,
Is a TROUBLESOME thing,
For sometimes I cry
And sometimes I sing.
Yet as much as I'd like
To be cheerful and glad,
There are days when quite often
I'm sorry and sad.
Just as fro can be to
And left can be right,
As high is to low
So dark is to light.
And out is for in
The way up is for down,
Remember a smile's
Just a back-to-front frown.
Yes, what keeps me sane
When the going gets tough,
Is like Yin and Yang
So are smooth times and rough.
The swing in my heart
Is a MARVELLOUS thing,
For sometimes I cry
But sometimes I sing.
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