Smile Poem by brooklynn dyer

Smile



it could be that all
i believe is just out
there floating in the
breeze of fall, waiting
for someone to reach
out and call it perfection.
it could be that life is
beautiful and i am
floating in the breeze
of fall, waiting for it
to reach out and call
me perfection, maybe
it is both and i am
caught in the middle,
smiling all the way.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashka Pandya 09 December 2005

a poem on smile makes me smile..good work.. regards, ASHKA

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