To The Smile Store:
I purchased from you a while ago
A smile bright and fine.
With hope that sets a night to shine,
And a darkness to burst aglow.
*
I wore it one day and another,
Till my cheeks ached and stretched.
But somehow, I was happily wretched,
And angry as my red-faced brother.
*
And still I wore that damn smile,
For I knew I should spread joy.
I tried my best to laugh but boy,
That grin held darkened style.
*
And so, the tears went flowing wild,
Still, I showed my teeth in grins.
And my face felt like poking pins,
And I was the saddest, smiling child.
*
So here you go, take this back,
This malicious, evil thing.
How a smile turns to a sting
Takes talent and careful tact.
*
Keep my cash, we both win,
My lesson is enough.
That although it may be tough,
A smile must come from deep within.
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Rachel Steinmetz
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Comments (2)
Awww love the store concept and it’s like a double symbolism of money can’t buy happiness. And it have a great lesson with in it. Love your poem.
ohhhhhhhhh, this is so so good. Love how you wrote buying it in a store and then returning it because it's fake! Great Poem!