Can it be
Possible that a
Smile remains –
A birthmark –
After over thirty years?
This photo says so:
On these steps
Once high as mountains
We sat down
Together
Smiling soft in black and white
Gazing up at God
Now we come
Again, full grown, to
Recreate
That moment.
We are worn at the edges
But the smile endures.
Penguin Poems 