Its never just - children
nor teens
Its not about ourselves - never ourselves... our selves
Its always just:
"Once upon a time," ~ words to so softly begin a legend... a moment... an entire life's-time. My words, her/his - silence...
My existence,
her/his - "Oh, hi - don't I know you from somewhere? Well maybe not, nevermind..."
My total focus and intent,
her/our - "...and (s)he GAVE me a POEM!!??!! Can you believe that??? (S)He just came up and gave ME a..." and all the laughter echoed and echoed...
"Such Eyes..."
Such eyes...
mirror so many worlds
within and without
Such eyes...
search and seek
draw and hold
Such eyes...
fill me with wonder
and soft smiles
Such eyes...
can make me cry
and yet still hope...
and yet Such eyes...
don't even know
I exist.
but for once -
just for once...
"Such eyes..."
looked so gently in mine
as she touched my hand...
Chris