Universal magic

The smile of a child

Rings echoes felt for miles and miles.

The second were born

From the first grin on.

Magic of plenty brings innocent introduction

The very first time the corners push upward.

That smile breaks through

Its born of pure joy glowing in its shear truth.

Magic flickers at the shallow end of a dimple

So powerful yet so simple.

Infectious in its upward design a force to not to be reckoned

Though its unseen to the eye that grin spreads world wide.

This magic to easily forgettable

Starts to fade as it runs low.

This inevitable transition takes place the older we grow.

Our sweet smile lost

To life we've exposed and know.

Some smile rare for joy

Some even crack one as they secretly ploy.

Find those pools of magic that once rested within your grin

At either end.

Through life's cycle the magic is replenished

In the grin of new born innocent

In the traces of that first smile still left

A joyful life is sure to overshadow all the rest.

Lips should rise up often

more than once in awhile.

Dig deep for the magic

                 that's still inside trying to hide

and you just might find

       yep there's that smile.