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Smile. Cry.

January 30, 2009
By Margaret Flisk BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
Margaret Flisk BRONZE, Chicago, Illinois
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Smile.

Because a day is only twenty-four hours.
Because a week is only seven days.
As you look at your reflection
In the mirror. A beaming face, full of life, your alive.
Smile.

Life's moments are a series of snapshots.
A polaroid hung up on the
Corkboard from the championship winning
Basket. Your teammates surround you, heads
Held high, you're sitting on their shoulders.
Smile.

He's up in Heaven.
Smile.
Because everyones waiting for you to cry.

Because, Flash! Lifes gone.
Life goes by like the flash of a camera. The shutter
Clicks closed and its over.

Smile, you'll be glad you did.






Cry.

Because a day is only twenty-four hours.
Because a week is only seven days.
As you look at your reflection
In the mirror. A beaming face, full of life, your alive.
Cry.

Life's moments are a series of snapshots.
A polaroid thrown away in the trash
from the championship losing
Basket. Your teammates surround you, heads
Hung low, you're shrugged shoulders.
Cry.

She's up in Heaven.
Cry.
Because everyones waiting for you to smile.

Because, Flash! Lifes gone.
Life goes by like the flash of a camera. The shutter
Clicks closed and its over.

Cry, you'll be glad you did.

The author's comments:
I wrote this piece for my creative writing class. At first I had the two ideas of smile and cry together and then my teacher gave me the idea to put them side by side and I am much more pleased with them as seperate pieces but still as one piece.

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