Smiles

Here I sit and here I stare,

And here I think that no one cares.

But who am I to wonder why?

I cannot even see the sky.

I walk along with eyes downcast,

I study every blade of grass.

I've walked and walked and walked for miles,

Till someone finally stops and smiles.

And now I finally see the sky!

I now no longer want to cry.

I've found someone who understands,

And offers me their gentle hands.

So now I walk for miles and miles,

Eyes ahead,  offering smiles.

Bill L., ~1969 

When I wrote this the second half was only wishful thinking, a prayer.

Thank you my friends for letting God use you to answer that prayer  :D