I have long suspected
I only need to smile,
Not to attract mates,
Just to steel myself.
A good cheer on its own,
Is a show of defiance.
Within the joy that springs,
Lies self-reliance.
It's one secret of living,
As easy as the air.
Yet many a glum man seek,
Till they don hoary hair.
Whatever life throws at me,
I take it in stride.
Through a cool world,
I beam and glide.
