Smiles

Poetry is one of my favorite things in the world ever. And so is smiling. So they both go insanely well together. This is one of my favorites. :) Hope you like it, too.

A SMILE FOR HER SMILE

by Richard Wilbur

Your smiling, or the hope, the thought of it,

Makes in my mind such pause and abrupt ease

As when the highway bridgegates fall,

Balking the hasty traffic, which must sit

On each side massed and staring, while

Deliberately the drawbridge starts to rise:

Then horns are hushed, the oilsmoke rarefies,

Above the idling motors one can tell

The packet's smooth approach, the slip,

Slip of the silken river past the sides,

The ringing of clear bells, the dip

And slow cascading of the paddle wheel.