( Poem -01) Smile

The sun smiled at your smile. I

n your smile the stars would talk together,

The flowers in your smile,

The petals would stand up and match.

Matching your smile,

Birds used to sing while sitting in the trees. Your smile still makes me cry,

Alone in your laughter,

Who lies at night,

I decorate the morning with tears,

The day goes by alone for me.