I passed an old lady

on my way

I smiled at her

She gummed a smile at me.

I saw her weary wrinkles

soften for an instant.

A smile is

sometimes the most beautiful

gift of the day.

by M. Perron (Originally written February 24, 1993)

Notes: Is it just me, or did I write something a little creepy into this? It’s just me… Forget I said it. Hey, what a nice old lady…

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