Insecurity

Someone smiled at me today
To that someone I smiled back
Have to say it felt real good
Felt like something understood
Took me out of my dismay
Brought my senses back on track
Watched as she walked down the street
Thought it would be nice to meet
Up I stood and walked away
Confident I had the knack
I walked slow and felt so cool
Nicer contrast to the fool

It’s amazing how this works
How a smile transforms us berkes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Devonshire Avatar
July 16, 2010 at 9:44 AM
Such a simple act of fellowship -- a smile -- truly can raise our spirits. This is a wonderfully written observation, David, and your poem goes to my favorites. Love, Carolyn
Brown Avatar
July 16, 2010 at 5:20 AM
A beautiful new day, many wonderful new poems to read of which yours is among,the weekend is upon us. What more could I ask for? I hope you have a fantastic weekend filled with love, happiness, and lots of inspiration David. Love, Carol
Kendrick Avatar
July 16, 2010 at 4:11 AM
Great write..They say a smile is a frown turned upside down and changes one's whole outlook on life..But then I got the other point made also...It boosted the morale....Sara
Delacroix Avatar
July 15, 2010 at 11:00 PM
Absolutely! A smile has great power. Great write, David! What is berkes? You have soupmail.
Trevino Avatar
July 15, 2010 at 9:38 PM
Love this one, I'm one of those people that love to smile for not a single reason but i'll do it and wait till I get a smile back lol, cause I think a simple smile is like a disease wrether they are mad or sad they cant' just not smile back lol it's contageous XD, =(^.^)=Royal
Neels Avatar
July 15, 2010 at 9:29 PM
Its amazing how a smile can change ones whole demeanour, enjoyed this David... WNN
A   Avatar
July 15, 2010 at 8:34 PM
Nice David, enjoyed your poem of insecurity,, sweet when you begin the poem. Have a nice one,..p.d.
Dietrich Avatar
July 15, 2010 at 8:16 PM
NIce one, David. I never heard of a berke before. Does it mean a jerk? Or someone just shy or something?
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