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Your warmest smile. Your warmest smile. There is no more gentle move than a smile, which warms a heart to an earnest. And no smile more in sweet welcome to an eye, than the face which gives evidence, to such a smile which further heats a heart. And should I write of you in this warming, then I write, is your smile to my beauty’s finding, and in match to my own smile which reflects, the praise that I feel in my look on you; this warming from a soft and polished mirror. There is no praise to lips, more worthy, than those lips which, in compass drawn, are rounded to a sweetest display and comforts, to a pleasuring of your dearest face, though pale, is in benefit to your smile which lights the whole. While winds might blow to a darkest cold, that any blizzard, any dread misery cast its face, I see beyond the dread, to a warming, to a heated grace and I see your smile’s gentling, then am I bathed in that warmth, to sleep beneath the quilt of softest lips, then am I cushioned by your warmest smile. |
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Ths s my warmest smile Ron I was calld smiler at shool.There is nothing like a smile. In Ireland we even smiel at people we dont know at all" Lovely poem as usuual.
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A smile is so much better than a frown and much more pleasant to the eye I smiled at a lady yesterday, and in return I got a dirty look I'm glad to say that doesn't happen very often. We are a friendly bunch by nature Very nice poem Ron
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If you have a smile in your heart, it will show on your face. As we age, I think it's even more important to have a happy life.
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