That smile

Poem about the sweetness of spontaneous memories

That smile,
A spontaneous one,
So juvenile
Yet, so deeply run.

From where comes the smile?
From a remembrance,
An enjoyable one even if awhile,
Grand in resemblance.

The reaction is the same.
The same of the time
Where the action became
The memory in its prime.

Episodic memory retrieval,
Silent attention takes hold
Time turns regal
So much to behold.