Mar 2017
I filled my garden
with smiles
that grew and grew
and grew and grew,
so that maybe
one day
I could pick a smile
from the treetops
and place it on
your lips
and mine.
with smiles
that grew and grew
and grew and grew,
so that maybe
one day
I could pick a smile
from the treetops
and place it on
your lips
and mine.
(M/Australia)
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