The Smile

Christina K

Today I got a smile

from the old man down the street.

His eyes were filled with kindness

as his heart opened to me.

I could see his good intentions

in his face as I stared

and it didn't make me happy

'cause I didn't really care.

My day had been okay, I guess

I didn't have much to tell,

but I passed him in a manner

that said "Hey, go to hell".

And I didn't feel bad

upon my first reflection,

but after the fourth, fifth, sixth time

I thought it over, I regret it.

So I made sure I went back

to his small house down the street,

and I flashed him a smile

with my unforgiving teeth.

And he did exactly what

any cute old man would do,

he showed me his favorite finger

and said, "Hey, fuck you too".

  • Author: Christina K (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 9th, 2016 17:06
  • Comment from author about the poem: This isn't a true story.
  • Category: Fable
  • Views: 43
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Comments4

  • Christina8

    This so well written and hilarious too!! Great job!

  • Tony36

    Great write

    • Christina K

      Thanks!

      • Tony36

        Welcome

      • BRIAN & ANGELA

        GREAT VISUAL POEM ~ In my experience the older Generation ~ in the UK ~ oive back as good a sthey get ! Yours BRIAN ~ HUGS

      • Augustus

        Don't mess with us old farts. This is so precious.



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