Life isn't the Way that we Paint It
by Trixie Asirvatham
Life isn't the way that we paint it,
Dreary and dull and grey…
It's sunshine and laughter and music
And birdsong along the way.
It's the soft rosy glow of the sunrise,
A rainbow seen through the pain,
Or tender young leaves on the treetops
Or a carpet of green in the rain.
It's the chatter of little children,
The innocence in their eyes,
It's the charm of their smiles and their laughter,
The candour that never lies.
It's people so thoughtful and caring,
They teach you in little ways,
It's friends who are warm and sharing
You learn from them every day.
It's a book that makes you chuckle
Or makes you stop and think,
It's ideas and thoughts and feelings
That make you dare to dream.
Live isn't the way that we paint it,
Gloomy and dull and grey…
It's brightness and light and colour,
It's we who paint in the grey.
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