![]() The brown eyed girlA Poem by Coyote Poetry![]() Poem three for April, the poetry month.![]() The brown eyed girl I love the days of April, I love the comfort of the Spring sun upon my face. I adore the kind places when I can rejoice to the Lake St. Clair. Thank you for the new day, thank you for good friends near and my brown eyed girl. The blushing morning upon me and I dream of majesty eyes of my girl, my golden brown eyed love. Once I sought hell-bound life and the prettiest gal with the gentle and kind eyes told me. Please Johnnie, please Johnnie. Please slow down and see me. Sit with me, please hold my hand, laid your heavy thoughts into my lap. I will sing to you, touch your face. Make you know some peace. I remember in the serene of the evening falling, she held my hand and we walked the circle at Lake St. Clair. She brought me close and she told me. "We seek heaven, we seek hell and we find emptiness. Estranged life leave us blind to the beauty near, the kindness near. Let's fall into the charity of love embrace. Maybe I can teach you to smile, to laugh again." I brought her close and I whispered. You are my fondest memories. When you are near, I am humbled by your kindness. I become drunk on your kisses and I see everything beautiful near. I love you my brown eyed girl and when you are near. All I can do is smile and laugh with you near. The amber sky is above us and she whispered. We must paint life with gentle fingers, we must love the roses of Spring. They teaches us. We must know pain to to know Joy. Coyote .
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