So Worry not my friend, what others have got,
Your life is more precious than golden ingots,
And once you have learnt the secret of joy,
You'll feel like a child with a brand new toy.

It does not matter if your rich or poor,
Troubles knock on every door,
There's not much in life thats completly free
But happiness is I guarantee.

The world is full of problems to solve,
Without them how would you change or evolve,
with a shield of happiness cast sadness out the door,
And be free of depression for evermore

This may all sound quite silly,
And dificult to grasp,
To choose the path of happiness,
And kill sadness with a laugh.

Just try smilling in the mirror,
Or laughing when your down,
You'll be a nicer person,
And fun to be around.

A poem by Celtic Chris