Smile for Me and I'll Smile Back

All I need a smile, you see?
Not just one but two or three.
From the girl, the mother, the old man next door,
The teacher, the student, the rich and poor,
The first, the second, the third place too,
The ones that watch and the ones that do,
The baby, the mother, the son and dad,
The ones that are found both good and bad,
The ones forgotten and the ones that were found,
And the ones that are asleep and sound.
I'm a busy world it's plain to see,
That others' joy can make you happy.
Yet, if I was to say one thing more,
It's your smile that I truly adore.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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