EyesA Poem by Steve KittellEyesAs a child I dreamed to see - The world through older eyes. Imagine all that I’ll see - Growing smart, growing wise.
Growing older, wished to see - A world through younger eyes. Think of all the things I’ll see - Some are smiles, some are cries.
Then I thought I should see- The world through others eyes. Into hearts and minds I’ll see - All the truths, all the lies.
Now I’ve grown and I can see - A world through my own eyes. Always open now I see - A world that’s all surprise.
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StatsAuthorSteve KittellIn the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RIAboutHaving suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..Writing
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