Rare Sighting - Poem by Colette Grosvenor
It's a rarity to see,
A smile apon my face.
So consider yourself lucky,
To spot even a trace.
I don't just give it away,
it remains hidden.
It is lost from display,
lost and forbidden.
so when you see even a little smile,
think yourself one in a million,
because it wont be seen again for a while.
Comments about Rare Sighting by Colette Grosvenor
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You