All Kinds of Fake Party Smiles
I am living my dream she said
Lying to preserve her dignity
I love my life, he told me.
I knew he must be joking becaise I knew his wife.
My husband's office Christmas party was just getting started
All kinds of fake smiles greeted each other and me
Within hours a variety of liquors had loosened tight tongues
I learned things about strangers' families I never needed to know
I longed to go home, put on my pajamas and hug my husband.
He came by and asked, "Are you doing okay?”
I nodded, because I could tell he was enjoying himself.
And he rarely attends a party.
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