What She Doesn'T Know

A smile on her face and a gleam in her eye - From the poem 'Batter up.' by Eve Roper I can't deny she doesn't know what will happen, what shall come later That one day the free-spirited angel we see will vanish One day her optimism will fade as she discovers it isn't worth the light of day Hard work pays off, well certainly that's what we are told we have to think. One isn't always so fortunate to never experience behind the scenes work. What you see isn't ever the whole truth only a bleak analysis, a review The submerged portion of the ice cap is fogged over The mind is not the face, happiness is not the grief and distress The smile begins to fade the gleam begins to grow dimmer, and dimmer Her mind grows more aware and she sheds her first tear. her good memories disappear into thin air her conscience roars as it takes over her walls of sanity come splintering down, in an earthquake named understanding.