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a freind of mine sent me a picture of her mom and brother who have been gone now for over 20 years. the emotions from long ago mixed with the sentimental time memories; i won't go into detail about....but I hope you can relate some how none the less...peace and light....katie


Submitted:Feb 9, 2008    Reads: 265    Comments: 13    Likes: 9   


EYES

There were those eyes

and I was drawn into�a pool so deep

I was consumed by them!

*

I�came to identify with a past

so long ago,

or was it yesterday?

It's hard to�know.

*

But oh so strong was the pull

and yet soft, and gentle,

though yearning at the same time.

They yearned for something

they could not find.

*

And that something draws the eyes

like the eyes draw you!

But, the eyes never know

what it is that draws them.

and neither do you*

*

These eyes are pressed

on finding strength

�through the drama of life

and the ever changing stage.

*

The eyes,

they do not understand the world

nor does the world understand them.

they turn empty with lost hope

but the passion endures!*

And the eyes remain the keepers

of those they love!

alt





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