Her smile


If smiles could be the measure of one’s wealth,
she would be the wealthiest.

Her smile is enchanting, beautiful and perfect,
but a poor reflection of herself.

Her taciturnity and calmness is like a serene landscape
filled with lovely trees and flowers.

Her laughter is so heartfelt it echoes over miles and miles away.

Her voice is like honey – it soothes the bitterness in others,
yet it fails to quench the thirst in her.

Her thirst for belonging, for love and for happiness.

Beneath that charming smile, is a hole
hoping to be filled and a little inner voice hoping to be heard.


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