Is it an instrument of the heart?

That upward curvaceous crescent,

the outward personal presentation,

the deliverer of mirth, and the creator of

forming a phrase while often connected

to a laugh.

Where does the smile start?  Maybe in the

the hallways of the pituitary.  Or coaxed out

from a hidden place. For some a smile is easy,

carried and displayed with the ease

of breathing.

The smile is a language, the verse to a

greeting.  A symbol to share.

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