The Borrowed Smile

A heart that seeks its joy outside, In borrowed smiles, in others' stride, May find a fleeting, fragile gleam, A hollow echo, not a dream. For happiness, a truer art, Begins within, a brand new start. To nurture self, and let it grow, A wellspring deep, that starts to flow. So turn your gaze, and look inside, Where truest joy and peace reside. Let kindness bloom, and love take root, And happiness will bear its fruit.