Smile - Kirsty Hawkshaw

There is a smile of love 
There is a smile of deceit 
There is a smile of smiles 
In which these two smiles meet 
There is a frown of hate 
And there is a frown of frowns 
Which you strive to forget in vain 
For it sticks in the hearts deep core 
And it sticks in the deep back bone 
And no smile that ever was smiled 
But only one smile alone 
That betwixt the cradle and the grave 
There only one can be 
But when it once is smiled 
There's an end to all misery