Under The Sun Thoughts Wander - Poem by Nika McGuin
I've got sun in my eyes.
It's got me in its heat-filled gaze.
People walk by, following them my mind wanders,
as I wonder, what they think when they see me.
Do they really see me, like the sun does?
What do they think about me,
a stranger to their palates?
They probably don't even think about me,
not quite like I think about them.
No doubt, they see just my furrowed brow,
squinting eyes, and my hair -
a tad too poofy today.
I don't know,
I just wonder
as I wander home.
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