A Smile
Sometimes smileing is the hardest
thing to do
Knowing what I know, seeing what
they do
Sometimes I think my smiling is the
thing that makes things worse
It"s hard hard to think my smiling is
the cause of my curse
Sometimes I think by divine design
My best plans are twarted
My hopes and dreams would just
unwind
If something was what I wanted
If I could give my smile away
Joy would be disburst
My smile would try to fill the day
With the happiness it rehursed
My smile wants to smile
But instead tears they burst
Tears that come unwillingly
But from a natural birth
Tears that tell the secret
Tears that reviel the fears
Tears of untold sorrows
Tears from all the years
A million and one things
Could be hidden with a smile
Is a smile worth giving
With heart breaking all the while
Who would suspect the smile
The master of deceit
Smiles they go unquestioned
They make the deal compleat
But this day a day I did not choose
A day for my soul to sorrow
Today my smile I will not use
But save it for tommarow
A smile unabused a little less used
Ready for the world
But while this meloncholy stays
My smile will go unfurled
Copyright © John Loving Iii | Year Posted 2013
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