Little eyesA Poem by Cibs
Your little eyes
so full of wonder. Asking questions upon questions, so curious about the answers. Why are the trees so tall? Why have the leaves fallen down? And why is the sky so blue? Imagination running wild and free, and most of all uninterrupted. Everything is new and special, untainted and pure. No hatred, no hurt, no lies, just little wide open eyes taking in the wonderment the world has to offer. © 2013 Cibs |
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