Cheshire Cats
I wore black one day,
Into the middle of town,
The folks all saw my dress,
And smiles turned to frowns.
I smile at them all,
I make them shiver in their clothes,
They dare not avert their ears,
As my lips speak sacred prose.
No one understands,
What my lips mean to say,
My words up in their mind,
Breaking up the fray.
I no longer bother with words,
And my smile speaks for me,
And I disappear into the shadow,
And my smile is all they see.
Like a Cheshire Cat,
My smile speaks more,
than my ununderstandable words,
Ever did before.
Copyright © Genesis Quihuis | Year Posted 2013
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