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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