A Silver Smile
Lost and found a trinket on the tarmac torn
from hand and dropped with pieces of an envelope
but found on a cloudy day and rainy one
to make Mon Ange seem closer to me now.
A charm with depletion of an ANGEL casting silver
Iff not GOLD it cannot be sold but kept just
for a while to make Mon Ange a happy poem
And her smile until eye change my jeans again
and lose the trinket then
Its lost and found
A Silver Smile.
