I raised my head and saw u there
across the room from me.
A smile had started in ur eyes,
and it was good to see.
one moment, then it reached ur lips,
and lingered for a while.
i wonder-'do u know the joy that travelled with ur smile? '
A smile is such a little thing
and used so springly.
sometimes-its awefullly hard to do,
but oh its good to see,
when i feel tired, or tired or low within
as i often do,
its good to look across the room
and have a smile -
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