There's one for whom
I hold my breath
certain the hand will reach out &
pull "me" to the surface;
without fail the smile spreads
across my face
such a scarce sight (as far as
'genuine' is concerned).
My heart lifts
even if for but a second.
So I hold my breath
and wait
for the smiles to
awaken me.
4 comments:
i hope you find that smile...that hand which will reach down below the surface and pull you up...better to wait on the one than to settle for something less you know....
And when that smile comes it will be oh so wonderful and make everything worth whle.
There is nothing quite so pleasing as a genuine smile. Let's hope you don't have to hold your breath too long ;-)
I believe that genuine smiles come from within. Too rare these days.
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