That smiling face...

When joyous birds sing from their heart,
When a great artist displays his art,
When evening comes and sunshine dies,
That smiling face crosses my eyes.

When I walk on a lonely road,
Life seems dull, the mind is bored,
When my eyes look to the skies,
That smiling face crosses my eyes.

When I read those charming letters,
Words of praise and occasional jitters,
As I recall those innocent lies,
That smiling face crosses my eyes.

During the day and then at night,
With darkness around, and in light,
When I dream and when I rise,
That smiling face crosses my eyes.