Mornin, My Smile,

Where have you been?

Tucked in the pocket 

Of the sharp dressed wren,

Keeping his agenda 

Under his vest,

Making me giggle

As he gives me the test,

And keeping me on schedule,

Tho I'll never know.

He's one step ahead of me.

One stitch saving nine,

But he's giving me my smile back

Just in time.

-jenn