...smile...dont fret...just smile...


...Her smile...

With her ever present smile
She amuses me,
I would walk more than a mile
For her smile again to see.
Ever happy it shows on her face
Ever gladdened she is in her heart
As if one who's won a race
The glow on her countenance keeps alert.
She is like a train of joy,
Moving across town and country
Spreading her content to man and boy
And even to them that are paltry



Poetry by kip
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Written on 2005-11-08 at 14:21

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