The Smile

‘What film shall we see?’
She didn’t answer
But smiled at him.
And it was the smile
of the woman he knew.

He was late
home from work.
She smiled at him.
And it was the smile
of a habit in concrete.

They had their first argument.
And then made up.
She smiled at him.
It was the smile of someone hurt.

They broke up
And this time
there was no smile.

On what might have
been an anniversary,
Their trolleys crashed
at the supermarket.
She smiled at him.
It was the smile of love lost.

Weeks later he saw her
at the bus stop in the rain.
She smiled at him.
It was the smile of a stranger.

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