The arms of embrace

It's been a while, since I last seen you smile.

Your eyes, full of tears.

You always seem to be crying, for so long.

It could make a river, that can stretch for miles.

Around the world, over the mountains.

Underground and, through the biles.

So I'll give you a hug, and hope it dug.

Into your heart, to kill the bug.

Called sadness, for we need happiness.