Deaf

October 23, 2009. It has been a long time since I have written anything. Nothing has inspired me until this. However, this isn't really how I intended this poem to go. It isn't as long as I wanted it to be, and it doesn't say what I needed it to. But I ju

Green Eyes doesn't understand.

Mr. Blue Eyes doesn't get it either.

They both just nuzzle into her hand.

Neither is the wiser.

 

They look up at her with those loving eyes.

I'm sure they wonder why Jessica cries.

She cries because she'll miss them so.

What's funny is they don't know that she has to go.

But what hurts more is that she can't say goodbye.

Tonight, this is why Jessica cries.

 

Green Eyes doesn't understand.

Mr. Blue Eyes doesn't get it either.

They both just nuzzle into her hand.

Neither being the wiser...

Reviews

[WayOath]

Im scared...just kidding. Wow, poems, though short and often rythmatic (or however you spell it) can still be intriguing. Smiley

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Sounds like someone is leaving the nest and having trouble saying goodbye to the family pets... this is so beautifully bittersweet and tender.