Jan 4
They smiled like it was easy,
But no one was there to make them laugh.
They smiled like puppies wag tails,
Like they'd seen a top hat on a giraffe.
You'd grow purple,
They made it look so simple.
To draw back those muscles,
To reveal a hidden dimple.
How did they keep their happiness?
Where did they go to play?
Children thirsted for life,
So how did they spend their day?
And they smiled,
And they never knew.
Just what those smiles,
Could do to you.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poesía365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
