Her Smile

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A little something I came up with after taking this picture of my daughter. Not a Shakespeare sonnet, but its from the heart.

 

Her Smile

It is like a light that pierces my darkest parts.

A force that in its gentleness moves and awakens my heart.

Like Grace, it soothes and calms me. It seeks and finds me.

Her smile makes me smile; yet it does so much more.

It wells in me a flame of joy as in lore of old.

It is as if Gods power were manifested in the bend of lips.

Her smile makes me smile; yet it does so much more.

It helps me realize that I must grow. Grow to be a man that is strong.

To protect and see her through. So that her smile may always shine on and be true.

Her smile makes me smile; yet it does so much more.

It changes and molds. It shatters and breaks all that is false.

A small and simple gesture has the power to put a smile on my face for hours.

Her smile makes me smile; yet it does so much more.

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