Painted Smile
Between our laughter,
My thoughts froze.
How could we all laugh,
Till our eyes closed?
I ask myself,
Are our lives perfect without mischief?
And just then I realize,
I am walking amidst painted smiles.
Copyright © Rachael Sanga | Year Posted 2021
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