Not too far from our gray cities,There are skies so clear and blue,There are beaches, there are valleys,Where the sweet sun shines on you.So, count your garden by the flowersNever by the leaves that fall;counter your days by golden hoursDon't remember clouds at all.Count your night by stars, not shadows,Count your life with smiles, not tears,And with joy through all your lifetimeCount your age by friends, no years.Then,... What are you doing......smile... a wonderful life.
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