I was thinking this morning of how there’s so much more under the surface with people, than what we see…than what they sometimes even want us to see. I had a friend many years ago who lived in our neighborhood, who when I would see her, always looked ‘stuck up’ and seemed rude and like she didn’t want to be bothered. I would smile and say hello anyway when I saw her, and it turned out as I got to know her that she wasn’t stuck up at all, as she had seemed. She was just incredibly shy. There’s so much in there, under the surface. Made me think of this poem I wrote previously at the request of my friend Skye, who had asked me to write a poem about facades. I don’t care how we ‘think’ we present ourselves honestly. We all still have something underneath that doesn’t show on the outside. Makes me think of that quote I’ve seen so often around Facebook, “Be kinder than necessary, everyone you see is fighting some kind of battle.” Have a good day…Anne
by Anne Sikes
I saw her smile a crooked smile
as she so often did
Her voice was bubbly, laughter wild
The sadness inside, hid.
I had to look behind the face
She wanted to appear
I had to look behind the eyes
And then I saw it clear.
The broken heart she tried to hide
The restless heart within
The pain inside her deep and wide
Though hid behind a grin.
I saw him walk inside the bar
A burly, tough old bloke.
He looked right past the bartender
And just said, “Rum and coke.”
I watched him closely as he sat
And had himself a few
Our eyes met and I smiled and asked,
“Hello there, how are you?”
He smiled a crooked, tough old smile,
And looked me in the eye.
“What’s it to you?”, sarcastically,
Was his only reply.
I had to look behind the…
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