I shared a growing smile with a stranger. 

As we walked toward each other the social smiles came automatically. I was grateful for that simple smile. Not everyone I met had returned my smile. 

And my smile grew. The stranger smiled a bit bigger in return. 

The beauty of the stolen warmth in a fall month buoyed me.

My genuine unleashed joy was a call for her to loose her own. 

And though we did not exchange a word, by the time we crossed paths, each of our faces were shaped by genuine delight. 

We shared a conversation in happiness. 


Author: tendrilwise

Hi, I have a diploma in Journalism, I've published a novel, and I am currently studying psychology. My odd way of viewing the world either gets me kicked out of parties or invited to them. Jenn McKay

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