That Smile

it was a passing
while drinking coffee
the sound of traffic
in my ear
an image of my mother
recently deceased
and yes there is that
the hand of Fate
and yet a melancholic joy
comforts me
that smile
that always greeted me
no tears expressed
just a sigh
to say
i’m still missing you

By Paolo Michell


About pmisteil

Hi, my name is Paul though I write under other names like, Thatcher and Paolo, I love literature, art and architecture their passion and drama....the contradictions. The notion of Truth-who is the person behind the mask? Or does it matter! I like long walks and longer conversations over cappuccinos in a cafe with atmosphere and the rest is a journey!
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