A Smile from a Friend
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Some days I fly like a rocket in the sky,
While some I fall in the gutter of despair;
But on these days I will always try to spy
A glimpse of hope, finding something that is fair.
When I am sad as a mucky little pond
I reach for help and am saved from sorrow by
Those friends of whom I am really rather fond,
Who smile at me and a mass of joy supply.
O dearest friends! Have you seen from any view
What good your smiles do for all of those like me?
My jubilee was restored because of you;
Thanks to this sunshine, my life is full of glee!