I have to tell you a story. It's midnight - of which day it does not matter - and I am dead tired. All I want to do is fall asleep for at least 49 million hours. I jam my head into the pillow and try to convince myself that I am feeling so relaxed, and sleep is surely coming any second now. (wait...wait...wait) For at least a week, I have been really trying to think of something to write. I will take anything, just please brain, speak to me. And it does. At midnight.
"A smile, untainted by vanity."
That's all there is. And it is definately there. Over and over it rolls around in my head. I see it in differant fonts, in italics, in capital letters, in bold CAPITAL LETTER'S. I toss and turn, willing it to go away. I groan, because it will not leave, and wonder if this silly little line has any potential, or if turning on my blinding bedside lamp to record it would be in vain. I finally do write it down, and two mornings later, awake with the rest.

A smile
Untainted by
Vanity.
Brilliant,
Soft,
Graced ever with
Dignity.
Sparkling approval;
Reproach by
Removal
of
Pleasure from
round 'bout the
Lips;
This curious
Expression
Can give an
Impression
of
any mood
We decide
Fits.

I know, it is not a Shakespearian masterpiece, but what else can you expect at midnight? **smile**