Smile

Her weapon is her eyes,
Her cute antics is very nice.
She's witty and wise,
Her smile is the most precious prize.

Her voice to my ear is an orchestra,
One of those that can heal a trauma.
So cute when she starts to speak,
I can even hear it in the Facebook chats she make.

If only I could win every battle I join,
If only I could edit this life like a file,
If only I could find a way to make you smile,
I would not hesitate to jump across the fire.

I never thought I'd long for her attention,
And I'm sorry if I become one misfortune.
Sometimes putting you in a difficult situation,
It's just my world is a small dimension.

I don't know how to make you feel better,
So here I write this very short letter.
I hope with this at least for a minute it can divert your attention,
Away from your frustrations and vexation.