SMILE
Sometimes, life gets me down.
so down I begin to frown.
Sometimes, I feel like no ones there.
Plenty of feelings, bottled up in a square.
I try to hide the feelings inside.
My grandmother always told me to wipe my eyes.
When everything's a blur,
I tend to think of her.
I think of her as a light that never goes out.
The love she gave, was a never ending amount.
So when ever I feel sad
I look up at the sky, I smile and think of her and say "Life Isn't that bad."
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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