Simple

Simple smile from simple acts
Random niceness comes along
Brings a bulk of grinning pacts
Flown in by wings feathered long
Only dreams begin within
Outward presence is how you win

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.