Smile for a while-excerpt from "More than a Title" book

I want to be happy
Happy for a while
I want to smile a smile so wide
As to no longer hide
The agony inside
To be happy, happy for a while
Like I was when I was a little child
No worries, no troubles, no problems
Someone was always there
Always there to solve them
I was told it takes more muscles to frown
Than to smile, so why is it easier for me to frown?
I’m fed up of always looking
Looking like I’m down
I have joy that out weighs my pain
I have a beautiful smile
That can out shine the rain
What would it take for me to have that?
That moment to rejoice in a laugh as long as a mile
I want to be happy
And just smile for a while

Written by Marcia S. McNeill

Q: When is a relationship worth all your happiness?

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