Poem by Dana Young
Written May 10, 2017 8:33 pm
Smiling Still
On my journey home from work
In pain but still I find joy in the little things
The brightness of the street lights,
The uniformity of the cars moving in single file
Like children exiting a classroom,
The smell of the dark, still air as it teasingly caresses my smiling face.
I’m smiling because there is pain in life but more reasons to smile even in the little things
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