isa kemmy

The miles

​It starts with giggles,

Whispers that chatter,

Smiles masked with pimples,

Fears  that matter,

Tears  that jiggles

 

 

​I see a chapter,

Of closed  past

Pasts that matter,

Of smiles that  last,

Iasts as  we chatter,

 

 

​I  see the dimple

Rising  within  smiles,

Smiles that mumble,

Hiding sadness miles

When its all a gamble

 

 

​I see the smile,

Birthing memory,

Memories that we will file,

In tones of   glory

For we went a mile