Simple Smiles - Poem by Mike Sheriff
she cradles the coffee cup,
savoring it’s warmth.
face framed by long silver hair,
shining in the summer sun,
offering forever open ears,
and simple smiles,
as ancient as love itself.
she places a warm wrinkled hand over his,
comforting this lost young soul.
as his worries pour,
the inevitable tears fall,
wipes his face carefully,
with the tissues kept in her purse.
this childless mother to many,
a consul and confidant,
through decades alone,
self taught through pain and trials,
roots of her wisdom,
offers another simple smile.
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