![]() Don’t look the children in the eyesA Poem by Cristina Moldoveanu![]() a poem reminiscing childhood![]() because I was a child I had my eyes above I saw too clearly beyond clouds then the rain came down and grandma took me by the hand to the beehives I stepped into the sticky mud up to my ankles my eyes slipped down when I tasted for the first time the core of the honeycomb too sweet
little by little my eyebrows thickened from dandelion to dandelion and baptism after baptism the tiny stars grew roots no more place in the sky for my eyes
now when it rains I search in vain my grandma’s big and black umbrella © 2014 Cristina Moldoveanu |
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Added on April 1, 2014 Last Updated on April 1, 2014 Author![]() Cristina MoldoveanuBucharest, RomaniaAboutPoor and alone, getting old in Bucharest, Romania more..Writing
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