a wisp of girl
she stood in line
with clear blue eye's
that saw through mine
and when i looked into her face
heaven was there
mercy and grace.
although young
her soul is old
she's been through fire
like burnished gold
upon this child- i now realize
that this young girl
has heaven's eye's.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice observation of life