By Braydon Ford

I smile and I wonder, what is it for?
When joy abounds, I find I’m forced to think:
What will it have meant when I am no more?

Happiness that seems to seep from my core
Also can vanish as quick as a blink.
I smile and I wonder, what is it for?

Her face lights up as I walk in the door,
We can say so much with only a wink.
What will it have meant when I am no more?

I know that this woman who I adore
Needs me like a withered plant needs a drink.
I smile and I wonder, what is it for?

Like watching the waves crash against the shore,
I view it all, detached, as my feet sink.
What will it have meant when I am no more?

A heart so full of love it became sore,
Stars shine brightest when approaching the brink.
I smile and I wonder, what is it for?
What will it have meant when I am no more?