Smile

We love the way you smile
Round and chubby moon, you light up our little rooms
and our languid lives ...on this cold and rainy day
What do you hide at the brink of that smile
Pink petals of a fairy's bed
Or star dust from a baby angel's crown?
We will never know...
But when you smile, we smile too,
For a moment brief, we pause our search for moonlight !