Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Red like your smile.

Spring sprung halfway to Summer. Thank God for the sun. On a cold dripping miserable day, I was filling up my tank at the gas station, turned around and saw this woman, dressed to the hilt and filling up her car. Her lips were the hottest, brightest red but they did not smile, neither did her eyes. And when my eyes met hers she looked away, her lips pressing tighter against each other. I know don't smile all the time, and I wondered how many times I might have painted my lips to make them attractive when the best ornament is a friendly smile. Watch that smile :-)

RED


Red

Without nick

or dint

Deep red

And pressed

Together

Lips

Moist red

Stretched thin

Bright red

Lipstick

Drawing eyes

To lips

Carefully dipped

In acrylic

Which then forgot

To wear

A winning smile






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6 comments:

  1. BisiMay 11, 2011 at 9:01 AM

    Awww, love the poem!
    And isn't it true? A smile is the best maquillage!

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  2. UnknownMay 11, 2011 at 1:24 PM

    Love it and it is true, the best is a friendly smile any day.

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  3. RosalindMay 11, 2011 at 4:25 PM

    Great poem and great truth

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  4. shirleyMay 11, 2011 at 5:15 PM

    A smile makes a world of difference.

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  5. adwoaMay 11, 2011 at 8:42 PM

    Thank you. Keep smiling :-)

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  6. anthia-ofoMay 12, 2011 at 7:35 AM

    Hahaha! Better remember the smile- forget the lipstick :)

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