Pastor. Writer. Speaker. Jesus-follower. Light-giver. Sinner. Saint.

Frown Town

Frowntown was a city, that was gloomy and grey

Where people wore frowns on their faces all day

No one was happy or laughed out loud

Every day in the sky was a dark, grey cloud

 

At the start of each day everyone dragged out of bed

Without a “good morning” or anything said

They ate toast without butter and stale, old gruel

Then waddled to off to work, the kids off to school

 

All the adults thought work was tiresome and boring

And the children got through school by sleeping and snoring

When everyone got home they went right to the couch

To watch their favorite TV show, Frown Clown the Grouch

 

When the sun set at the end of the day

Nobody knew because the sky was so grey

They just got ready for bed and laid on down

And closed their big eyes above a great big frown

 

But then one day it happened, something totally new

It was such a surprise, folks didn’t know what they should do

A man with a smile came walking on through

Whistling a song Hum-dittly-dum-ditty-doo.

 

He was happy, and friendly, and bright as can be

And stopped in the middle of town to make this decree:

“Frowntown is a fine place. I like it a lot.

I reckon I’ll build a house in this very spot!”

 

So he gathered some hammers, nails, and wood

And built his house on the spot where he stood.

But the folks in Frowntown were not sure of this fellow

They dressed in black, and he dressed in yellow.

 

He baked cookies and brownies and anything sweet

And gave them away for everyone to eat

He was cheerful and nice, happy and fun

And he acted this way towards every last one

 

 

 

But most shocking of all was his great big smile

Which seemed to go on for mile upon mile

Some even said it shined like a light

Making grey Frowntown a little more bright

 

For the first little while the folks all stayed away

From the odd, happy man who smiled all day

But the light in his smile was appealing to some

Who were tired of living in the gluck and the glum

 

So they asked the man if he would teach them to grin

And help them undo the frown they were in

“It’s easy,” he said with a twinkle in his eye

“Just show me your teeth and lift your cheeks to the sky.”

 

It was tricky at first, to the folks with a frown

For their cheeks to go up, when they usually went down

But after some practice and help from their thumbs

They were smiling all the way up to their gums.

 

And so for the first time in a very long while

Some folks in Frowntown learned how to smile.

And just like the man whose smile gave off light

Their smiles, too, made Frowntown more bright

 

Then something happened, something totally outrageous

The light from their smiles became highly contagious

And spread throughout Frowntown just like an infection

Completely transforming peoples’ facial complexion

 

Soon Frowntown was filled with laughter and singing

People all playing, dancing and swinging.

The greyness and clouds that made life quite bland

Turned to bright colors in the sky and on land.

 

So Frowntown became quite a colorful place

Where smiles could be found on everyone’s face

All because a man came walking on through

Whistling a song, hum dittily dum ditty doo.

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