When I smile, my soul shines. I smile when I am happy.
I haven’t smiled for a long time.
On these days, the memory of my old smile is enough.
The joy, its warmth.
I like to smile
The wide grin, teeth beaming.
I love it when I can’t help but smile.
When I try to hide my teeth

My favorite is the smile that transitions to a laugh
A genuine belly laugh
That smile signals the goodness to come
It can’t contain itself
Spreads to my heart, to my toes.

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