A Smile Is A Smile

I was too late to recognize what I was seeing
The smile before me should have been enough
Taking it would seem, pure happiness indeed
A little hesitant, I thought it might be a bluff

Smiles taken as suspicious, and simply passed by
It was my fear that was the cause of that doubt
I have to ask myself now as I wonder why
I could stare at myself now and pointlessly shout

Take what you see and pass it along
Smiles should never be avoided or neglected
For fear can never make a real smile wrong
Grinning wildly without doubt, only cheeriness detected

Smile, smile, and smile some more
They feels so good to receive
Grin as you pass through every door
Their comfort is too great to miss I believe

Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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