Simplicity in Smiles: A Rhyme's Delight

As morning light unveils its grace, A modest smile adorns each face. No need for grandeur, just beguile, A simple smile, a cherished style. No eloquence in words to find, Just a gentle grin, so unconfined. It speaks of joy with whispers slight, In the dialect of smiles, pure and bright. A sunlit spark upon your lips, Igniting joy with playful quips. Unfussy, potent, this gesture mild, A universal language, forever styled. 'Neath the sun's gentle, warm embrace, A humble smile graces each face. No need for grandeur, no elaborate style, In simplicity, joy begins to compile. A curve of lips, a radiant gleam, A modest smile, a tranquil dream. It whispers tales of warmth and ease, In every line, a gentle breeze. No intricate verses, no complicated wiles, Just the enchantment of those simple smiles. A language universal, tender and neat, In moments of joy, hearts discreet. So let it blossom like petals in a pile, The allure found in a simple smile.