Her smile, a beacon in the darkest night,
Illuminates the world with its gentle light.
A symphony of joy, a dance of grace,
In every curve, a story we can trace.
When shadows fall and hope seems far,
Her smile appears, a guiding star.
It whispers secrets of a heart so true,
And paints the sky in shades of blue.
In laughter shared and moments still,
Her smile, a magic, time cannot kill.
It breathes new life into weary souls,
And makes the broken parts whole.
So let her smile be the light we chase,
A tender touch, a warm embrace.
In her smile, we find our way,
A promise of a brighter day.