Hope does spring eternal.
Smiles are passed around.
Except at Grandma’s funeral.
There’s a deep and mournful sound.
There is drinking in the parlor.
A joint sparked on the porch.
The youngsters are not gangsters.
Just the passing of the torch.
Smiles of Hope
Dennis Mantin 
Very sweet
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