A CHILD'S EYES
Can be seen for miles
Happy as can be
Busy like the bees
Side to side
Up and down
But a child cannot hide
The anguish
It feels!
The torment and pain
That lays deep, deep inside
It scuppers the day
Like the falling rain
The torrent
The torment
The garland of flowers
That is brought on with the showers
The tweeting bird
Oh to be heard!
Silent is the silence
Hushed is the voice
The whispers never heard
The terror the furor
The ruckus
The rumpus
Is there behind those eyes
A heart dismembered
A heart never to be remembered
It’s there in those eyes
That tells no lies
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
11th March 2014
All Rights Reserved
I love this... and your accompanying pictures are so apt... x
ReplyDeleteThank you Chris and trying to find the accompanying pictures can be difficult at times xxxx
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