If you’re up against a bruiser and you’re getting knocked about

Grin.

If you’re feeling pretty groggy, and you’re licked beyond a doubt

Grin.

Don’t let him see you’re funking, let him know with every clout,
Though your face is battered to a pulp, your blooming heart is stout;
Just stand upon your pins until the beggar knocks you out

And grin.

This life’s a bally battle, and the same advice holds true

Of grin.

If you’re up against it badly, then it’s only one on you,

So grin.

If the future’s black as thunder, don’t let people see you’re blue;
Just cultivate a cast-iron smile of joy the whole day through;
If they call you “Little Sunshine”, wish that THEY’D no troubles, too

You may grin.

Rise up in the morning with the will that, smooth or rough,

You’ll grin.

Sink to sleep at midnight, and although you’re feeling tough,

Yet grin.

There’s nothing gained by whining, and you’re not that kind of stuff;
You’re a fighter from away back, and you WON’T take a rebuff;
Your trouble is that you don’t know when you have had enough

Don’t give in.

If Fate should down you, just get up and take another cuff;
You may bank on it that there is no philosophy like bluff,

And grin.

it's just that as the end gets closer, I kinda wish I lived my life as I should have.

I wish you peace dear angstlessk. After all you’ve been through I wish you peace.

it is never too late to live our life as we want

is the kindest, most forgiving community of all.

I did belong there, I think that is why I was so upbeat regardless of what happened to me...maybe there is a gay gene, cause all the gay people I met, men and woman were upbeat.

in an uncannily brief passage of words.

I wonder if writing might be a path for you, or maybe you’re already on it.

Peace to you.

but I've lost most of my rhymes over time.

omg...found an old post

https://angstless.wordpress.com/