9/30/08_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo
Aw. Look at that smile!
You're just glowing!
A healthy gray flush
Upon your murky cheeks
And your nose lit up like the sun!
If that ain't contentment,
I don't know what is!
In the morning, I wiggle and wag
And you gaze up at me with such a
Sleepy grin, such a content dream,
This morning version of you.
When I feel rotten
I grin like you do
Just to try it out
And find myself standing there
Grinning away my day.
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