Smile’s a gift of divine to heal an ailing soul,
Found in abundance when love’s all abound,
'tis a gem which cannot be sold,
As it worth more than the gold of Babylon.
Smile’s a genteel link to reach the stranger,
When words remained unspoken,
A tiny glint sparkles from the sombre corner,
To make a bond strong and unbroken.
Smile’s an indelible colours of floruit health,
Comes from the wellspring of human's goodness,
'tis a nectar of life and a godly wealth,
'tis a choicest blessings to win heart and kindness.
Smile’s an unspoken language cognized by all,
A bounteous alms for deadened soul without a call.