I got myself a little jar,
Left it open all the day
While I collected wise old bits
To mix with the sun's rays.
It soaked them up, without a doubt,
And kept them all for me.
A thousand coloured bits of sun
Just for me to read.
Now when I get blue sometimes,
Though the sky is not the same,
I open up that Sunshine Jar
Sunny nature, sunny name.
If my grin is on my chin
But hanging upside-down
I fish around in that smiley cup
To correct my crooked frown.
And upon each little part
When it's been a bad day
Is some happy wisdom just for me
To read off that small ray.
When the world gets you down
This I suggest you do,
So when your smile's on the wrong way
You'll have a jar of sun too.
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