The most beautiful smile
March 14th, 2008 | Posted by Thaleia | Category: Just me, poetry
Your smile
still warms my heart
and I knew it from the start
that this would end in pain
But even now
your smile
still warms my heart
I don’t care about the tears
I don’t care about the pain
I don’t care about the fears
I don’t care about what they’re saying
Your smile
still warms my heart
All that matters
is that you’re there
and that you still love me
and still care
Your smile
still warms my heart
March 15th, 2008 at 2:25 am
This poem speaks the truth…sometimes no amount of pain can take away the feeling of love that we feel…and that is a good thing. No matter how badly I have been wronged in an objective sense, I never seem to have room in my heart for bitterness.
BTW…I have tagged you for a book meme. You can find the instructions at Pg. 123 if you are interested in playing.
March 15th, 2008 at 7:40 am
This is a lovelty poem and a painful one, too! Anyone who has loved and lost and loved again, can relate
Michele thinks so, too!
March 15th, 2008 at 2:17 pm
Appearances (smiles) can be deceiving! I remember loving a smile and being hurt, but I always went back for more smiles. Michele did too, I think.
March 15th, 2008 at 3:49 pm
perfect, why is it that we keep doing this to ourselves.
March 15th, 2008 at 6:15 pm
Hello Michele sent me to say that was a lovely poem. We tend to fall for that smile no matter how hard the hurt becomes. Sometimes all that is left in the memory is the smile and that can only be good!
March 16th, 2008 at 5:39 pm
I read somewhere about how few facial muscles it takes to smile, and how many it takes to frown.
Oh, but yes, a smile can, so make one melt inside sometimes.
March 16th, 2008 at 8:43 pm
Nice to meet you, Thaleia!
This is a lovely poem, and so dead-on right. We’re conditioned to fall for smiles; think of the way people coo and applaud when a baby smiles. I don’t think we ever outgrow the hope that a smile conveys.
Michele sent me today. I hope to be back some more.