Smile In a Box


The bedroom door locks tight

I take off my smile

And put it in a box

Slip my courage down

And stand stripped and bare

Empty eyes looking back

Wine without taste, the

Lamplight too dim to feel

I have shut the door

No need to be for awhile

Till morning comes once more

And I put my smile back on

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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