Random Acts of Poetry
I don't wax my car, and I don't wax my floor, but I've started to wax poetic.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Smile Awhile
What is a smile, you may ask
An answer is part of this task
For some, it may begin
With a broad, toothy grin
For others a glow where you bask
© Cliff Feightner 2013
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