poem of the day November 10 

I found

myself in 

Smileland

trying to find

a smile

to remember

We've all 

seen one

Hoped for one

Maybe even been one

Felt the twist of lips

the spontaneous 

curl up call into the soul

As I walked 

through Smileland

I became overwhelmed 

by the vastness

of smiles

nervous smile

sad smile

fresh smile

used smile

happy smile

innocent smile

With so many smiles

they all began to feel fake

making it impossible to find

an all knowing smile

I soon became tired

of too many smiles

floating around

and I found myself

somehow wishing for a frown

so I sat down on an upturned log

trying to smile my way out of this fog