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she wears smiles
which fade so fast to frowns that you wonder was there ever a smile there its not a test its not her depression its that she's not a silly girl-- she wants to be heard and truly loved (as-is) she does wear that smile for some who've earned it and sometimes she laughs with a snort but only for a very few otherwise she watches from the corners of her navy eyes to make sure its safe to be different her smile is more than a smile it doesn't bend upwards and stay pasted there it doesn't painfully tweak the corners of her bow-mouth like an obligation its a decision and a choice which she wears like her favorite dress Elise my French Teacher once said to me where do your smiles go to.... she didn't know how they hide in my bedroom closet at home and refuse to come out when my Father is drinking or my Mother is bending me with her many manipulations-- I am no one's battering ram I am no one's vanity project I am MY own so if my smile eludes know that it was there and it took practice and faith and I made weighed decisions when it appeared/appears I am non-compliant and more inner self-reliant my smile may fade away but know I am a woman who proudly wears her frown. LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 9/1/2022 3:33PM PST TIME AND DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER/POET/AUTHOR MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AND REGISTERED SITE TITLE MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD@ WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE....... Vote for this poem |
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