Mona Lisa

Mona Lisa

Her smile as warm
as a warm spring day,
fresh and lovely as
the month of May

Her eyes truly speak
to your very soul
yet her lips,
though they smile sweetly,
leave the story untold

And as she sat for her artist’s hand,
I wonder what she was thinking then?
Did she even want to be there,
looking for all the world
as if she didn’t have a care…

Were they pure thoughts,
merriment, candor, even sin?
Was she about to laugh or
just give us that grin?

Oh, Mona Lisa, sweet Mona Lisa,
the world knows you
and when we see that “little smile”
it makes us want to smile too

Lynn West
(c) 2008
Photo of Mona Lisa Painting used without permission