WORDUPPOET"Make me smile", she said, ina

darkCold BrooklynNight, at a time I too

searched for the sweet companionship of 

laughter, pushing me to pull hairs from the

cadaver of my once funny banter, I was

struck by how easy my answer emerged

its verbosity... From personal catastrophe to

celestial poetry, ideas and emotions lay

untapped until expressed vocally, it's times

like these that you realize your true capacity,

No matter how shattered, you can grant

peace to another, a pebble of Joy within a

valley of tattered weeds, it's all that you


          to smile 

to breathe and to Be there

    for those around you  IIGG: @wordup.poethi!!