Believe Poem by Cecellia King

Once you see my eyes, do you also see the sky blue tides?
When you see the moon, can you believe its only noon?
Can you feel the luck of the black cat crossing the street, almost as well as you feel the presence of a strangers feet?
Do you like the color blue? Can you believe some peoples lucky number is two?
When you see the bright northern lights, can you believe all the contry fights?
When you dressed up for that ball, did you see that little girl fall?
When that person pushed me down, I never saw you frown.
When I got all straight A's Oh those where the good days.
When my dad finally dyes, I cant believe I never cryed.
Can you see all the colors we all shine once we have lived to lifes protenshial?
Can you feel all the depression we all face as we run as fast as life takes us to finish that one last race? ?