A picture is not worth a thousand pounds

Because a price cannot be put on thoughts:

Lost souls we are, compared to happy sounds

Abounding in the past. (If we drew lots

So that the one who holds the shortest straw

Takes all the pain away from all the rest,

Forgiveness could be shared to soothe the raw

Romantic memories.) They seem the best,

On all levels, those photos of your smile,

Making my heart sigh – my tears tumble down.

Perhaps they’re not just missing by a mile,

And who can tell when they will clear my frown.

So smile again for me and light my life,

That love and joy may stop the cutting knife.

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And to give my blog pages something lighter, I'm sharing some of my personal photographs, too.
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1 Response to Smile

  1. cdsmiller17 says:

    When I saw the same smile on two different photos years apart, I was moved to write this poem.


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