the baby with brown eyes

 

It is true that

You don’t know what you have

Until you lose it

We take things for granted

And throw our lives away

Stuff the gift of life

In god’s face.

But it is

Your decision alone

Not mine

Not his

The baby with brown eyes

Stares

Stalks you

Watches you throw your life away

Children mimic

Children learn

Children grow

His heart

Pierced with the knife

Of memories

Mimics

Your

Every

Move

Stands in

Your very

shadow