mona lisas in middle age
we smile because
we are good at it. smile
and people believe
whatever we may say
no matter how bruised the lie
smile and it's truth.
we smile with our eyes
most liars forget
it's their one flaw.
we never forget. we smile
because we are good at it
smile and believe that, maybe
it's harder to hit a mona lisa
that smiles.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
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hi joanie, i bookmarked the blog, got a nasty cold so i'll read it as soon as the fog in my head lifts.
hi too, to you j malcolm, i'm so pleased you commented on my poem, i will read your blog as well. thanks much!
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