I Saw You In His Eyes - Poem by cora fazio
Walking along a busy street,
I saw a small boy playing the violin.
Looking down on the sidewalk,
I saw his basket with a few coins.
Searching my pockets for what was
I placed all I had into his basket.
And I wondered about his story.
His hair so black, his eyes so brown.
Jeans toren at the knees with many patches.
His violin screaching out an ackward tune.
I felt my heart bleed as
I saw you in his eyes.
And I wished I could take him home.
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