Running into a Big Guy Who Has Enough Belly Fat it Doesn't Hurt.

Finally something to smile about.

A" big corners pulled up to the eyes" smile.

Teeth showing, eyes squinted.

So much to tell in such a grin.

A story unfolds with the tastefulness of truth.

A freedom, a life, a love.

It's good. It's all good. It's always been good.

But now it's visible.

I can see what I've been missing.

A soul that waits, that comforts.

A mind that opens mine.

Another slip of of the mouth.

But it's my choice to make.

I finally understand.

It's MY choice.

All mine.

Like walking into kindergarten, finding my desk with my nameplate.

It's that much mine.

Like feeling pain, or happiness for loved ones.

It's that much mine.

Like discovering knowledge, learning for myself.

It's that much mine.

It's me. It's been me all along.

It's all set up this way.

So that I can choose to smile.

So that I can choose to make or break your day.

So, a crooked smile it may be.

Still my favorite of the bunch.

Gums free from captivity.

The cave opens to the light.

It brings joy. It brings gladness.

It's a smile just for me.


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