Trust Not To Smiles Poem by Peter John Allan

Trust Not To Smiles



Though smiles may be the brow be shining,
Like ivy round a ruin twining;
They but portend more sure decay,
And oft, like flow'rets bright that bloom
Above the corpse-concealing tomb,
They hide a heart to grief a prey.
Trust not to smiles; still brightest fly
The lightnings in a sable sky.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: grief,trust
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