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January 2015 Make My...
As music, filled my head.
I pursed my lips, and blew.
A tuneless, whistled....
Un melodic, kinda song.
Which brought, a wry smile.
And eyes, touched with laughter.
As pretty girl, passed me by.
Going on her way,
And I, on mine.
And I, was touched .... too.
And smiled.
Happy, that maybe....
With no spoken word,
But just.....
For a just a moment.
I'd been seen,
I touched, another's soul.
And brought a smile.....
To someone's
Day.
Giajl © Jim Love
