He lives in a small village, and always,
When he's surrounded by people, he smiles.
It never leaves, somehow always stays
With you until the end of all your miles.
His neverending happiness follows
The natural path to your heart's center
And shows your face how to smile, then swallows
Any fear or sadness that may enter.
All the time his face has spent with a smile
Has created a mountain of its own
That can show the world all of what's worthwhile
And everything we all need to be shown.
A simple smile from a man reaches deep.
This man will probably smile in his sleep.