Small Smile

I slide my fingertip along the slit that was your smile

It was never broad and beaming

Just a trace of emotion

But, that was enough

The slight upturn of your lips 

Indenting the skin around your eyes, like tight-woven lace

Your smile is imprinted in my memory

And, if I listen carefully enough

I still hear your laugh.

Softly, would you snicker

Though, your face would barely show it.

In times of strife

I embrace this photograph of you

An infinite reminder that,

Although your smile was small

You were happy.

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  1. Oh, great, made me cry, Sara. Beautiful! Okay, reread it and almost sobbing. Beautiful! Thank you for bringing this to my attention. I have been pulled in many directions lately and I am doing a reboot. I am watching where I am placing my attention, clarifying my energy output. ❤️ I often wonder where you came from……..and then I get the reminder……….me……….lucky me! ❤️

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