I hear you cry when
you feel pain inside.
I do not enjoy it
when you hide.

Pain is universal.
So many know how to hurt.
It is joy they do not know.
Joy they have not learned.

I love to make you smile.
So, I send a little thing,
to you to bless,
and make you sing.

I love to make you sing.
Do I not hear every note?
I feel every word, every part.
Every step you take I wrote.

My purpose will always be,
to make you smile.
I feel your joy,
as you rest awhile.

Yes, trouble will come.
But when you mix it with a smile,
thankfulness will arise,
and put an end to the trial.


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