Smile Poem by thomas skypembrook

Smile

you can call it
where it goes
run the show
it's still magic
don't be disheartened
magic will play
everything gladdened
smile in the new morn hay
the world is calling
hearts for the world
it is a great moment and entertaining
all smiles for the girls.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
smile is life.
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