Walking alone, she smiles: <br />What is she thinking of, <br />This modern solitary reaper? <br />Some joke in the class, <br />A flirting moment in the interval, <br />Or a handsome boy doing a press <br />At odd moment in an odd place? <br /> <br />Whatever it may be, <br />I enjoyed the shy smile before <br />It vanished off her red lips.<br /><br />Daniel Trevelyn Joseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-skywalk/
