Open in a Worry

Open in a worry, open with fits,
Let happy work collide with this sitting.

May showers of laughter shine with rain,
Letters of polite work are to gain.

The humour of a pest is strong when collected,
It does not stain the carpet or be weak and strong.

The weeping of after-life is greater than might,
Open in a moment of glory, open with fits.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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