Looking for a Smile
By RD
Looking for something just to put a smile on my face.
A smirk, a grin, a giggle if not a minute for just a second of all day.
Look through my outside view there’s nothing that makes me feel that way.
Look through my cell door, that just killed my day.
Although it’s sunny outside and it’s people in here
I have saw nothing to make a smile on my face appear.
I close my eyes, go to sleep, and hope all my troubles just disappear.
I wake up, “Rec. time” I called my mother…lol
that’s how I found my smile to appear!
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Hi RD,
I loved your poem and I know it must be difficult not being able to find something to make you smile but I like how you included despite a hard day, your mother is someone who can make the whole day turn around.