Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

Rented Smiles

It’s a sly decline.
Renting smiles,
whilst secretly dropping
my blossoms.

Trying to deny
the bellow inside
like a child,
locked in a closet.

What fate am I weaving?

By Sarah ©2017

Image credit Patricia Lara via Unsplash

Prompt: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 324. Words: bellow, weave, smile, deny, child, fate, closet, blossom, sly, rent, drop, decline