Missing

Sometimes I feel really low thinking how he won't get a chance to know her.
But then I see his grin.
His dimple.
And I think ... oh, there she is!
She's right there.
In nearly every smile.

(kind of catches the dimple. a little.)

photo courtesy of sylvia (free to go) (http://www.flickr.com/photos/50981739@N00/1546630417/in/set-72157600108070755/)

Comments

Anonymous said…
You are exactly right.

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