Somewhere in life, I learned
how to make a civil smile.
Yesterday, I exchanged
friendly, reserved, very
polite smiles
with a pleasant woman
as we passed on my street.
Then, down the block a child
hit me
with an unlearned smile.
The photo is
of my great-grand nephew, Luke, on
another wonderful
occasion. His bright, fresh smile─
spontaneous in most children.
A striking distinction. The photo of Luke is beautiful. I remember that day (though, I suspect Donna would rather not).
ReplyDeleteThere is mirth there...when the smile is linked to the eyes.....lovely.
ReplyDeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful photo of your grand-nephew! I'll bet just seeing him got a pretty spontaneous smile out of you too. Thank you for sharing your profound observation and photograph.
ReplyDeleteThose spontaneous, child-like smiles are the very best! I'm sending you an uncivil smile, Duff. Finally snowing just a bit in CO.
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ReplyDeleteThanks everyone for the nice comments. And, I sure do accept that big smile from snowy Colorado...hope the snow and the smiles continue!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful - the poem and the picture.
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