Smiles Stories

Life is a journey. We travel it's paths. Though not always easy. It's always adventuresome. Sometime feeling alone.Encountering many challenges and obstacles. Our goal is to reach a certain destination. Many of us have several goals to reach. Some will reach them all. Others will only reach a few. We must always keep in mind. New travelers will cross our path. Greet them with a smile.Some face the same obstacles we face....

A smile in my heart To warm and glow To touch the soulAnd make it knownLove and compassion  Go together without command  To give love and extend a helping hand Feeling my lips start to smile Turning upward to the sky A wink A small hi or hello A special greeting For each one I know To begin the day  In my own special wayTo give smiles Will make someone's day

Chapter 2She smiles, as she watches the girl in the mirror. Strange that this girl does not smile with her eyes either. She gives the same fake smile. Would the girl ever smile with her eyes again, she wanted to ask? She was too afraid of the answers.This girl was a stranger to her. She had almost forgotten who she was deep deep inside. She only wanted to do her job and then escape back to her own world. The world she had...

Just to be with you, Just to speak with you, laugh with you, 'happy cry' with you... Just to be with you, Just to hear your chuckle  and listen to your voice. To imagine with you- meeting you, To think of you- and know that, yes- You're actually thinking of me too. Just to see that smile, in that picture as we chat- as we Skype, Just to know you're there, and that you want me there... Is worth the wait.

How to describe this Can one truly imagine Does the heart really know What it is, this Emotion A need to feel A want that beckons A touch that traces A tingle that craves In you what is found Is Love and care A feeling of protection Alpha Male scent in the air A pulse that thrives Feeling the unknown Your hands guide A body, mind, a soul Those hands are warm They cradle a lost being River darkened from the past Yet clean...