Saturday, 2 July 2016

Smile

It was a beautiful day
When I walked that mile
There was no reason to continue
Until I saw that smile
It was so tempting
It was so cool
I stood there protesting
Like a fool
She moved ahead
Misunderstanding my profile
But she stopped and looked
And she got the smile
Looking at her face
I waved a Hi
She took the pace
And said oh my
I was flattered
At her style
Thinking of something
Better than her smile
She gave her name
I told her mine
She cooked the fame
I looked up fine
I asked her for tea
She nodded up high
Thoughts within me
Responded with a sigh
We walked another mile
And found a store
She gave the smile
Which was so pure
We reached the place
And in a haste
I tied my lace
She loved the taste
I paid the bill
She insisted yet
I was so still
We departed then  
As it rain
Don't know when
We ll meet again
I wish to write
In a huger pile
About that sight
Of the beautiful smile

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