Smile

So high in sky, glinting at night;
Gleaming so bright, cheery tonight.

Tints of silver or tints of gold,
Never would they beat, that pink bold.

A straight line, lifting so high,
A pleasing sight, yet very shy.

Courageous and coward,
A fear overpowered.
Subtle and naive,
A spirited timid smile.





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