Smile

A smile is a curve like sunrise

breaking out to warm the cheeks

that lately knew a straight and tight

line of nonchalance

that now has changed to brighten all the world.

Eyes are wells like little pools

that laugh like noise without the voice

and bring a wiggly- woggle warm

that drive your gloom away

and touch your soul back to humanity.

A bubbly voice is smooth like silk

that burbles out in little squeals

articulated nonsense words

that bear, exact, the thoughts

that seem to rise when Mommy’s face is seen.

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