if you think that you're unhappy
and the world just makes you sick,
(while these words are solemn-sappy)
remember this one trick.
there will come days of rain and rain
and great, great glowers galore.
and crews of crying paper cranes
may wash up at your door.
when you think your will's going, gone
i can assure you it's not:
you're the one who continues on
when pain's what pain's begot.
you'll find sunshine in the fault lines
and shimmers in showers past
while friends with which you laugh and dine
will be the ones who last.
so finally, here's that one trick
to warm someone cold on earth:
relax, unwind, and now, quick, quick!
just smile, for what it's worth.