An alphabet becomes a word,
Words become sentences, that can’t be blurred,
A single thought becomes an action,
Actions become memory, that you can’t fraction.
It’s said that brain is a repository,
Of images sad and happy,
Fry not the brain with sadness,
Cheer it with doses of everyday happiness.
Everyday, a tiny bit of positivity,
Gives us a sense of liberty,
After all a smile,
Is a curve that’ll take us a long mile.