Why I Smile
by K. Leigh
Others often ask me,
"Why do you smile so?
What’s the inspiration
Behind your plaintive grin?"
At first I was perplexed
At how to answer them.
I had a joy I knew
But others had it too.
And, true, their smiles were not
So permanently glued.
I knew I had a view
Of life in general
That even in failures
And in our weaknesses
We are able to laugh
At ourselves through the eyes
Of One who can help us.
He sees past the weakness
To where our real need is.
He fills up the sorrow
With hope for tomorrow.
This hope lives on despite
Present trials of night.
Some misunderstand it.
They think I’m mocking them.
But I am just laughing
At the weakness of men.
For I know that someday
These trials will be gone.
They are nothing compared
To my eternal song.
So this is why I smile
So often every day,
In comfort or dismay.
His hope shines all the while.
His truth laughs at the lies.
And I can look through eyes
That see the happiness
Which waits for me and all
Who put their trust in Him.