Sometimes my face hides my smiles within,
As I remember moments and special friends,
They’re all I have to keep me warm,
But they’re enough when memories swarm,
“See that puppy!” I shrieked out loud,
You would have thought I’d draw a crowd,
“Wow!” when excited at my first kiss,
Her eyes were closed in momentary bliss,
Each child born always brought a grin,
How could I hold back the happiness within?
Even at funerals I couldn’t suppress a smile,
As friends passed on, “I’ll see you in awhile,”
So now my thoughts are full of smiles,
I can stretch them out for miles and miles,
Weathered, worn, my face appears grim,
But hidden beneath this tired old skin,
Are hopes and dreams of things I sought,
And wrapped around them are smiling thoughts.
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