Hidden Truths
Smiling faces may just be
Hiding the hurt so no can see
The pain inside a heart that is broken,
Holding back words that can't be spoken.
Bravely facing each new day
Trying to somehow find the way.
Little clues can sometimes be seen,
If we try to see what they really mean.
Seek out what is deep inside,
Hidden by our hearts of pride.
Search always for truth and love,
For this is what Life is made of.
By Charlotte Anne Seigler Miller
April 22, 2004
