shadow

An undiluted smile

As I passed him

on that mild afternoon,

he smiled, slowly, profoundly,

at something his companion said,

swashing his white moustache

across his face - an undiluted smile,

whole-hearted, whole faced,

industrial strength, purely gleeful,

his face, for these moments, one of

the true adornments of the world.

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