Simle Like You Meant To Poem by Faith Wood

Like a retainer I'll wear this
to straighten my teeth into a smile
Though it can only come by the
strike of the clock- it will come
and maybe it will be too soon
After all, how can you truly smile outloud
until you grin in slience all around you
Sparkling like a party in your mouth

From now on, every door I open
I shall greet with a smile
and when I drift off to sleep at night,
I'll leave the moon with a glow

We've become mice-
we scavange and we ramble
owning the grass, the dirt, and the fleas
Some days the rain hails down like rocks
and it's times like these we need a form of shelter
We burrow underground to secure our own shelter
The layers of sediment are my support
We slip and we slide but we smile all the same

I'll let my get away plan fall through this time
and instead I'll alow my enamel to rot away
You can go on feeling sorry for yourself,
but I'd rather be smiling