I tucked a smile into my pocket,
Warmed it in the morning sun,
It twirled and danced like petals do,
When the day has just begun.
It whispered songs of starry skies,
And tales the clouds once told,
Of laughing moons and honeyed winds,
And dreams too sweet to hold.
It tiptoed past the gloomy thoughts,
And kissed them all goodbye,
With giggles made of butterflies,
That fluttered through the sky.
So if you find your heart feels heavy,
And joy is running lateβ
Just check your pocket, love, you'll see,
Ur smile πstill radiates. π
By: WIN VENTURA
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