Her EyesA Poem by CentipedleShe never spoke a word to me,
But I could tell what she was saying. Whether she was in pain, Or if her happiness couldn’t be contained. I watched her each and every day, I paid attention to what her eyes told me. Her eyes told me everything. Her happiness at the altar. Her depression at loss. There never needed to be one word spoken. Because the love that was between us, Was spent on those two green eyes. That said she loved me. © 2017 CentipedleAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on April 4, 2017 Last Updated on April 4, 2017 AuthorCentipedleApple Valley, CAAboutHi, my name is Pedle as an online handle. Don't be afraid of my username! Note about reading your stuff. I try to review as much as I can if you are on my list below. But the best SURE way to get .. more..Writing
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