Kirsty Hawkshaw

There is a smile of love

There is a smile of deceit

There is a smile of smiles

In which these two smiles meet

There is a frown of hate

And there is a frown of frowns

Which you strive to forget in vain

For it sticks in the hearts deep core

And it sticks in the deep back bone

And no smile that ever was smiled

But only one smile alone

That betwixt the cradle and the grave

There only one can be

But when it once is smiled

There's an end to all misery