POET

True
By M. E. Wood

Never a harsh word would you say
Never a twisted brow my way.
Happy to greet me with open arms.
You do not play games or offer worldly charms.
Your face so full of light.
Your mind quick and bright.
Happily I can remember your face.
Delightful and full of grace.
Are my memories hurtful? Never.
There resides your smile forever.

*published in Sol Magazine / March 2002
Third Place: Warm & Welcoming Contest

COMMENTS: Captures the grand scope of a relationship by describing the natural wonder of a smile. Precise use of rhythm and end rhyme.