Etched across her face was a smile
That matched the sun on the brightest day
‘Happy Samara,’ they would say
Friends and foes alike,
Were treated to it.
Concealed behind that smile
Was a world that would have you running miles
But what they saw was, ‘Happy Samara’
For her smile matched the sun on the brightest day
That’s how Samara faced the world,
With a bright smile.
© K. Leeban