Last time we met I think I left your smile with me. I've been trying to hold on to it until I could give it back to you. But it's harder than you think. The damn thing jumps on everyone it sees
It giggles with toddlers It chuckles with grandmas and gazes with lovers
It seems like everyone loves your smile, but I'm not selfish. I won't keep it for myself. I'll give it back to you and put my one on.
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
A poem I wrote on the train about my friend's smile :)
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