Jun 9, 20201 min read

From a son to Smiler

Taking bouts of your lot bred

peace and non-caustic laughing

With smiles and unbroken heart

you sent resentment packing

It seemed that your dressing gown,

sun-expending and curing,

hid some of your pain. Its lamps

stopped fear and the life taking

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