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Smiling

Once there was a sad, young boy

Who sobbed because he'd lost his toy.

An angel asked him, gently, smiling

"What is wrong?"

He answered, sighing:

"Life is sorrow, sadness, crying."

The angel sighed and went on flying.

Ten years went slowly past, since then,

He yelled disgust at all mans' sin.

The angel came, gently, smiling,

"What's wrong now?"

He answered sighing:

"Life is lust and greed and lying."

The angel sighed and went on flying.

Twenty years, he took a wife

3 children, business, a successful life.

The angel came, gently smiling,

"What say you now?"

He answered, sighing:

"Life is money, trading, buying."

The angel sighed and went on flying.

Thirty years, his children grown,

His wife now dead, he'd shake and moan.

The angel asked him, gently smiling,

"What say you now?"

He answered, sighing:

"Life is sickness, aging, dying."

The angel sighed and kept on flying.

Forty years, the angel gave

Then came to take him to his grave.

She asked once more, gently smiling,

"What say you now?"

He sat there, smiling.

He sat before her, not replying.

"Now you have it!" she answered, crying.

"Life is smiling doing, dying!

The answer comes in never why-ing.

The clearest answer, not replying."

The angel sat beside him, smiling.

Written by: The Dark-Haired Goddess of the Moon