Smile. - Poem by Miranda Stoltz
Smile because someone made you happy.
Even if you might feel crappie.
You might be surprised to find, just smiling could make you feel better.
Smile walking down the street.
Smile to every stranger that you greet.
Your smile might just brighten there day.
People take for granted there ability to smile.
They hide it away, like a lost file.
Just never forget, a smile.
A smile, is always in style.
Comments about Smile. by Miranda Stoltz
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
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye