Even Though I Felt Sorry For Her Poem by Samuel Stuart Pennell

even though I felt sorry for her

Her smile was broken,
and upside down.

Her hair was golden,
and her sunshine smile belied a
deep, secret unhappiness.

She was unhappy on the inside.

A beautiful clock,
yet her inner gears were haywire

I remember standing with her on the porch, in the dark,
It was cold, and our frosty breath was rising up to heaven-
Her smile lit up the evening like a lamp

There was sort of a nice silence

I could tell she was unhappy,
And I truly felt sorry for her.