A light is bright
Never have i seen so much
Not a yellow candle light
Nor by jewelry that shine so white
It was a smile.
It was shown to me.
It took a mile to see.
It is rare from me
Unless I listen to the words of trees.
They are quiet like such walls that stay to surround me.
A smile from me is fake
As i try to wash all my troubles away
A true smile takes a mile to make.
When i sit quietly alone in my world
I think of ways to stop the troubles
Many words from them unheard.
Many leave with such a struggle.
If shown a true smile,
It must have took a mile.
When with such friends of trust
A smile if you must
But may i say if such act of truth be shown
That smile took a mile.
