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Green Summer
Summer flies by and the soft voices cry
for a mist of cool and a clear blue sky
White clouds drift and within their mist
is a safe, still place like a solitary kiss
With the new day's birth on this age old earth
All the lost loves wail and the sad ones curse
Will they cry no more, will they lie still for
Just a blue sky dawn or a sun drenched floor?
Brave the headlong sprawl, break the helpless fall
In our drifting haze, do we feel at all?
For our summer goes and the still voice knows
It will reign again when the soft wind blows.
by Carey Lenehan
"A day without laughter is a day wasted."
- Charlie Chaplin
In Milan, Italy, there is a law on the books that requires a smile on the face of all citizens at all times. Exemptions include time spent visiting patients in hospitals or attending funerals. Otherwise, the fine is $100 if they are seen in public without a smile on their face.
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