I swapped a smile for this poem
A pearly gates of a beautiful angel
And though I am not one to smile
Upon gazing at teeth that shone
As bright as the stars, I smiled.
A warmth exuded from a simple
Smile.
A heartbeat skipped from a simple
Smile.
A poem was written on a simple
Smile.
I could write a poem on 'pretty'
But I would rather write it on pity
Like
O' how I pitied myself to not be
Able to stand in front of such a smile.
The smile that speaks volumes
Like a sun ridding the Earth of gloom,
For each smile
Came from a precious and pure heart.
A rose with thorns that held no harm
A rose that was labeled as beautiful
Not out of popularity nor simple looks
But from a combination of looks and heart,
The kindest rose that sat amongst the chaos
We know now as Earth.