Smile

I love the dancers
They come to please us.
Enchanting in thier touch,
I watch in awe, ah so pretty.
When I think of grace.
It's crazy they came in our world
Like ferries are happy, they make me smile
A grand ole' opry smile, minus the mustache
Minus the boots and crazy crazy shirts

But sometimes bad things happen to good people,
Goes to show you no one is good, and the dancers must go.
Before they become to sad to dance
That would not feel good, and I'd feel responsible,
So they are free to go where every they please
To shine on the sad people for a little while
And dance across the stage away from this place
Goodbye ferries, make smiles and light over there
And overthere, they need some too
And sometimes, so do you.



Poetry by AZ
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Written on 2005-06-27 at 15:40

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
to smile is to live, enjoying the precious moments. :)
2005-06-27