There is going to be work,
The usual work for all,
Try to unbusy yourself,
To answer a friend’s call.
We all have our chores,
No matter how much the heat soars,
I always keep my doors
Open for friendly explores.
Let’s try to unbusy ourself,
And pick up books from the shelf,
Or call a friendly mademoiselle,
And let happiness swell.
Give that someone happiness,
With a conversation of tenderness,
And encompass loads of cheerfulness,
Cause that’s what will be timeless.
How lovely…. there’s a ring on my phone,
Hello hello… my happiness has outgrown,
It’s my pal with whom I have grown,
So all my works I’ll now postpone.
So all my works I’ll now postpone,
It’s my friend on the phone,
And I’m now in my comfort zone,
And I’m now in my comfort zone.
Try to unbusy, people,
And in your smile let’s see a dimple,
And let mirth and laughter dribble,
And let mirth and laughter dribble.
-by Sudha Mukhopadyay