Her Smile

Her smile was like the sunrise,
Pure and bright and true,
It had the power to mesmerize,
And turn the grey skies blue.

Her face lit up so perfectly,
In a way that seemed divine,
I couldn't help but feel so lucky,
To witness such a sight so fine.

And though I may not know her name,
Or where she's from or been,
I'll always treasure that smile's flame,
For it showed me beauty from within.

So here's to that pretty girl's smile,
That shone like the morning sun,
May it never fade or lose its style,
And continue to light up someone.