Smile Poem by Shreej k.c

It's a poem I wrote quite a while ago and since then it has been my favourite amongst the ones I've written.
I remember my five year old neice came wailing-'I offered him all the toys still he won't play with me' pointing to her cousin grining at the corner.She choked again-'he teased me instead as mom slapped me when I complained'
Still in the air of Oscar Wilde's words from the novel I had been reading I said-'well Honey there is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love, one can do nothing about it.' I know it was more ridiculous of me to say something gross to a sobbing child over their puppy fight and moreover she was far from comprehending.But again it's me - never too good at handling situations like these!
After shedding her initial bouts of tears there sat my neice facing the mirror. She would weep and makes faces, examine herself from every angle, then again as if suddenly remembering what she was doing, she would sob again. It was quite fascinating to observe her for an hour or two when she finally turned back and started dressing up her favourite barbie.
Thank you sweetheart for this poem. It inspires me after every fall to stand up and say-'Hey that's ok': -)