Her name was not important. br She'd even worked in Canada br for a year or two as Brenda Smith. br Her smile, however, well that was unforgettable. br I remember telling the man br that sells loaves of fresh bread at the mall br when he'd asked about her. br His tears were also unforgettable. br How could this man be moved br into tears when he'd barely even known her? br She was one in a million. br Her stride was that of a proud stallion. br That woman always greeted people with warmth and dignity. br Her eyes told so many sad tales, br the kind of stories her lips br would always try to hide. br Her name was not important, br for she couldn't have been anybody br but herself. br But her smile, well that was unforgettable.