carrying some smiles

running hard, hasting indeed

shine in eyes, no purpose, no need

watching the rising sun out of horizon

trying to reach the roof, before sun is on

holding something tight in little fist

running hard on stairs, round and twist

leaping to the roof, and having a victorious grin

then looked the little fist, holding something with in

laughing hard, she has a treasure, she think

staring the fist with smile, meanwhile eye didn’t blink

she closed her eyes, murmured something, like prayer

then looked the sun, rising out from orange layer

she then opened her fist, let the treasure flow out

then clapped, jumped, made a happy shout

from a corner of roof, I was looking the little fairy

and was enjoying her attempts for a unknown reverie

I asked her, hey angel what was in your fist

What you did, please tell, I couldn’t resist

With beautiful smile and scintillating eyes

She uttered something, bigger than her size

She told, she carried smiles in her hand

She wanted all to be happy on this land

She was ecstatic and joyous, achieved her aim

with the sun rays, smile will reach each street each lane.