Poetry

A Smile, My Cure? | Poem

I thought I saw it tonight

The perfect life that would make me smile

I tried not to blink

Scared it would disappear

I beheld the beauty of what I had pursued

For years I searched, hungered, desired

With parched throat and dry eyes

I pushed on because I’d heard a smile would cure my woes

I thought I saw it tonight

But it was my imagination working overtime

The sadness of my situation made me smile

Why then am I still surrounded by woes?

©Ọrẹolúwa Matẹ̀milọ́lá 2020 All Rights Reserved

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