Why Romney Never had a Chance


I figured it out. 
It took quite a while. 
It was more than his words
It was the tone of his smile. 

Rather than glisten
With childlike glee
His eyes revealed pain
When they should have crinkled 
You see. 

Eyes tell the story
Far more than words. 
His eyes remained steadfast
Defying his blurbs. 

While his lips turned upwards
Portraying joke or joy
His brow-line remained planted
As if disdain was his ploy. 

Only once did I detect 
A twinkle of joy
On the occasion of loving
His wife, grandchild or boys.  
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