The Eyes Have It
They see my fears,
when I'm putting
a brave face to the world.
They see my sadness,
when I'm smiling
in all my photographs.
They see my anger,
when I seem gentle
and composed in posture.
They see my deepest secrets,
memories, dreams, taste, passion,
and everything that stirs my soul to the core.
Those beautiful pairs of eyes
have been in the same journey
with me for days, weeks, and years....
Date: 08/07/2017
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017
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