Heart in his eyes
if eyes were ever risen,
soul revealed
if eyes could be appraised,
downcast, though,
in sadness,
spirit hidden,
soft voice,
harsh life,
dimmed window
of his days.
Heart in his eyes
if eyes were ever risen,
soul revealed
if eyes could be appraised,
downcast, though,
in sadness,
spirit hidden,
soft voice,
harsh life,
dimmed window
of his days.
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Really like this.
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Very, very beautiful!
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heart-touching miniature portrait
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He certainly touched my heart, Paul.
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A melancholy and heart-wrenching poem which, to me, is a sad reflection on aged. Well crafted, Anne-Marie.
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Thank you, Chris. This particular man wasn’t so old although he certainly was world-weary.
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