Secret Smile

I have pictures of her. I look
At them sometimes, but they
Don't mean very much to me
Now. More and more, she's
A person I used to know,
And that secret smile she'd
Have when I pleased her
Is not in those pictures and
Can't be recalled, but I'm
Not distraught, as I have
Discovered one like it on
Somebody else.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-07-18 at 00:25

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