Her smile was shaped like other smiles –
The Dimples ran along –
And still it hurt you, as some Bird
Did hoist herself, to sing,
Then recollect a Ball, she got –
And hold opon the Twig, –
Convulsive, while the Music
crashed –  broke 

Like Beads – among the Bog –

A happy lip – breaks sudden –
It does′nt state you know
It contemplated – smiling –
Just consummated – now  –
But this one, wears it′s merriment
So patient – like a pain –
Fresh gilded – to elude the eyes
Unqualified, to scan –