An imperfect smile

At work today an elderly lady was on her way out the door when she stopped, turned around, and came up to my desk.

"They should clone you," she said.

"You have such a sweet, smile it made me a bit happier every time I had to come here.

Then she laughed and said goodbye.

I work at a funeral home.

My eyes started watering after she left because actually whenever I look in the mirror all I ever see is a crooked smile.

I hope one day I can see the Universe the way she does.