Child With Brown Eyes Poem by Carol Price

Child With Brown Eyes



Child with brown eyes,
don't look at me.
I cannot wash the dust from your hair
or wrap you in soft towels.
I cannot show you a rainbow
or teach you how to play.
Child with brown eyes,
don't look at me.
You are a speck in the rubble,
a small breathing thing,
a stain on my soul.

Saturday, March 18, 2017
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Chinedu Dike 19 March 2017

Beautiful rendition of words. A well thought out poem. Thanks for sharing Carol and welcome to Poemhunter.

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Carol Price

Carol Price

Dublin Ireland
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