Heartless...

Once there was part of a soul,
placed and offered on a hearty bowl,
the one who took it for a play,
outwit all doubts in a glorious way,
now that soul would never be as whole.

Be happy and sound ...

 My gladness is profound,

if you're happy and sound,

sniff the flowers and play all the way,

 shall dusk ever came and dimmed your day,

there for you i'd be around.