My Sweet Sunday Smile
My sweet Sunday smile I coyly display
To all of those who are passing my way
In person I’m bound by society’s norms
In here I am Sam
I do not have to conform
The filters of propriety, I joyfully cast off
Delight in my pleasures, I even get off
On a tangent of humanity, grief, and sorrow
I wait in high hopes for your news tomorrow…
To all of those who are passing my way
In person I’m bound by society’s norms
In here I am Sam
I do not have to conform
The filters of propriety, I joyfully cast off
Delight in my pleasures, I even get off
On a tangent of humanity, grief, and sorrow
I wait in high hopes for your news tomorrow…
posted by Samantha at 3:38 p.m.
1 Comments:
A Sunday smile on a Saturday? Love the post. You never have to conform to other's wishes, expectations, and whims. You are you and you know best. We can only look in and wish you all of the rest.
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