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Smile, It's Simply A Picture
Smile, little boy. It's only a picture:
a gateway to memories you shall
never seek.
A frozen frame of forgotten fear
from falling.
So, smile now as you will be watched
through aged eyes.
Show those teeth, and tell yourself:
"No time was enough to tame my
iron will.
I was, I am, and I shall be smiling."
Smile, little girl. It's only a picture:
A time machine to mother's cookies
attempting
to mask the taste of daddy's
goodbye.
A preserved photo of a perfect
princess.
So smile now and laugh away the
trials.
Smile, young lady. Smile.
The same smile that makes you
beautiful.
Smile, world. It's only a picture:
A time and place only we can choose
to relive again.
A lesson flash frozen and scribbled in
the history books for insurance of
our evolution.
So look back and smile at the
caption of our origins: A still frame
of ancestors captured in the midst of
candid mistake as to say:
"I reveal to and leave you the worst
of me for the better of future face,
and you shall do the same..."
So smile for the snap of a present
imperfection
And be temporarily ignorant and
shameful, but learn:
All the world's a background, and life
is but a never ending parable, with
the virtues improved upon, and the
vices remembered for wisdom.
So, smile, people, It's simply a
picture.
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