Smile

I have a smile,

It’s here in my pocket.

Where do you keep your smile?

In a small flask, pretty purse, or olden locket?

It’s a precious thing to have

You know,

A big wide grin—

It tells others

“I’m okay”

“I’m no different”

“I’m pleasant”

“I can win”

I have a smile

And today I put it on,

And though today I smiled

My eyes did not,

My eyes don’t ever smile

They have frowned too much.

 

 

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I like this. Simple, yet

I like this. Simple, yet provokes inward thought.


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