The Smile

　

there is a smile below

there is a smile above

betwixt the heart of praise

a lonely heart found love

　

a soul devides then parts

on every circumstance we can learn

to take part in the dance

in quiteness I must confess

　

the cause of togetherness

my soul permeates a reason for being

in the changing of the season

there is the smile that holds

　

it also offends

let the reader understand

a beacon of light onto

a hurting world in need of love

　

nestled from the tender hand from up above

through common cadence we both can agree

the soft pitter patter of the amazing melody

in sullen brevity we can fondly agree