Her smile, a beacon in the dark,
Illuminates the night with grace,
A tender spark that leaves a mark,
And paints a glow upon her face.

In laughter’s echo, joy is found,
A melody so pure and bright,
Her smile, a warmth that knows no bound,
It turns the day into the night.

Through storms and rain, it shines so clear,
A guiding light, a hopeful sign,
With every curve, it draws me near,
Her smile, a treasure so divine.

In quiet moments, soft and still,
Her smile brings peace to troubled minds,
A gentle force, a loving will,
In her, the world its solace finds.