☆°▪︎ HAUNTED BY A SMILE ▪︎°☆

I

saw

t

h

e

smile

behind

those

eyes

a

n

d

the

starshine

beyond

t

h

a

t

smile . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

saw

the

starshine

beyond

t

h

a

t

smile . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

I

should

h

a

v

e

tried

o

r

at

least

s

a

i

d

“hi” . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

should

h

a

v

e

tried

o

r

at

least

s

a

i

d

“hi”

o

r

even

waited

awhile

until

t

h

e

time

felt

right . . .

.

.

.

 ~ I

should

have

waited

awhile

until

t

h

e

time

felt

right . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

it’s

always

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

it’s

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

than

to

b

e

haunted

by . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it’s

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

 ~ it’s

better

t

o

try . . .

.

.

.

than

to

b

e

haunted

by . . .

.

.

.

f

o

r

now . . .

.

.

.

 ~ yes,

now . . .

.

.

.

the

hours

o

f

wine

become

wide . . .

.

.

.

 ~ the

hours

o

f

wine

become

wide . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

you’re

w

i

t

h

me

all

t

h

e

time.

Reflection: The opening lines came to me while listening to a country song and it pretty much wrote itself within minutes. I later refined it using the song “Somewhere With You” by Kenny Chesney playing in the background at low volume to create the “moodset” while refining this poem. The song really seemed to fit. So, if you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.