Who me? Cry?

When there is life waiting to happen right outside my door? No way!
When the sun comes up brighter than every day?

When God leaves a rainbow in the sky for me?
When my fantastically funny friends drop in for tea?
No way would I cry—not me!

It’s funny this business of getting hurt, I say.
You can cry and cry, but you can't wash it away.

It’s laughing about it that actually heals,
And knowing that life is a road full of banana peels.
(Take my advice: you can dodge them if you wear boots with high heels ;-)).

Look ahead; arm yourself with a smile, and Dr Seuss’s prose
Be with people you can learn and laugh with and your confidence grows.

Remember not to think into every little thing,
Or those keep-u-up all-night demons from nowhere will spring,
Just get rid of each grouse, one by one, and don’t let them cling.

From time to time a bit of sadness may creep,
But I wouldn’t make it a reason to weep.

I’d watch Mr. Humphries or the Pink Panther bumbling around
I’d get a great hairstyle and turn up the stereo sound.
I’d listen to my heart and keep my feet on the ground

I’d make sure for crying that I have neither reason nor rhyme.
Who me? Cry? I simply don’t have the time!