Newton Paul's Blog

   

        The early morning sun glowed. Awesome are the cloud, softly your hands reached out for mine. I jovially scream as though i needed help. I smiled at your gentle handsome face; the urge of your touch tickled me. I tried to control it, “Leave me!!!" i jovially screamed as you held me tighter.

   How often do you smile? Folds and wrinkles doesn't prove seriousness rather it fast track old age. "Adorable Smile" written by a doer whose smile has made my life a meaning is encouraging us all to smile through her first poem. There are other poems which i will be uploading from time to time but in the main time see how powerful your smile can be.