No, I Smile Poem by Joseph Thomas
No, I Smile
I left it to chance
The painting on the wall
The dying garden
The windows open during a May rain.
I find no peace in worrying
Sweating in a panic
for the little things
I've lost enough sleep.
No, I smile
Exchanging words with Bourbon
Laughing along side with Mr. Ellington
Watching the rain fall like a picture show.
No, I smile
Not even death could take this away.
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