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Rose Sep 2024
In smiles I see
A million precious moments
Gathered in a precious orb in our hearts
And mind,
Still fragile
Beautiful and expressive,
In a million ways cannot be stolen away
In a field of our view,
Laughing In the moment,
Not embracing a captive sorrow to our soul,
Enjoying an eternal beauty,
That is true.
Oh what a beautiful thing,
your smile and laugh can be!
Something vulnerable and delicate.
Something intangible and pure,
To hear and witness,
A smile and a laugh!
So simple,
So desirable.
Not always a passing whimsy.
Rose Jul 2018
She was a fragile emotion.
searching for words that could be spoken
nothing came her way
she closed her mouth,
and never said a word again
because of the all the hurt that came.
She never wanted to see his pain again
on anyone elses

— The End —