The Smile.

A smile is someone’s precious gift,
To a stranger, lover or a friend
This gesture makes our spirits lift,
It’s free for all, nothing to spend.

So why is it when I look ‘round,
A smiling face, these days, is rare.
No happiness is to be found,
Instead you get an icy stare.

Has modern life come down to this?
To anger, greed, inflicting pain.
I want, therefore I am‘s the creed
Your loss, so what, who cares, my gain.

Why don’t we all just stop and think,
About our fellow man a while
No anger, greed, inflicting pain
So simple, it starts with a smile.

So try to smile at everyone
And make sure that it’s from the heart.
From the days’ dawn to setting sun
It won’t solve all, but it’s a start.

Sweet