I’m Never Happier Than When I See Your Smile

I’m never happier than when
I see your smile

And remember that pain
is fleeting

You asked me once why I was born
in the middle of the night

I had no answer apart from
to say that I was ready

And you kept asking, laughing
as you did so

‘Why were you born in the middle of the night?’

I’m never happier than when
I see your smile

Taken using a Pentax S1a 35mm camera with Lomography Lady Grey 400 (Fomopan) film. If reused please credit the author.

Seventeen Fifteen

Raised up, head on pillow. Eyes closed and jaw slack.

Firelight creeping up the wall, midnight

falls across the land.  Tears stain each and every pillow.

~
One last year to see it in,

one last year to see it out.

~
A round white mint, given to both

child and animal alike.  Each drawing on the sugary

energy that bursts forth.

Closed eyes and a smile drawing across the lips,

that devilish chocolate kiss, which

flooded a child’s mind at Christmas time.

~
The wind that shakes the barley,

the heart that skips a beat,

knowing that you won’t be here today

or tomorrow,

to meet for one last treat.