In the eyes
Alright, I know it's supposed to be long form post but it's coming soon...I think. This poem is dedicated to my mother, it would be more fitting on mother's day or something but let's just consider this as an advance gift for next year.
In the eyes
It is in the eyes I tell you,
Misty wells of sorrow
Brow knitted and furrowed
Moist and wet
Happiness to be found yet
Your sadness
It is in the eyes I tell you,
Blue skies with swirls of clouds
Yellow sandy beaches with crowds
Clear streams and bright flowers
Night sky abounding in stars
Your joy
It is in the eyes I tell you,
The envy and injustice
Stare and glare, cold as ice
Grip tight and squeezing
Until removed of all feeling
Their malice
It is in the eyes I tell you
Soft words, unafraid
Resolute to provide
Will stronger than any
Suffer more than many
Your kindness
It is in the eyes I tell you,
Untold sacrifices none spoken of
Even when the going got tough
Only caring more
Strong to the core
Your love
Aby
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