Smile At Me

Can't you just smile back at me When I send a smile to you, Why is it that your lips are tight And seem so frosty blue, Can't you let your mouth just raise Both sides a little bit, Or is it that my face just doesn't, In your mind, quite fit. If you would smile, your face would be A very handsome one, And I believe that you and I Could have a lot of fun, But until you give a welcome grin, There's nothing I can do, Except, when you look across at me, I'll keep smiling back at you. © Ernestine Northover