Thy love in my heart,
thy devoted words in my story,
is told with my eyes.
The words not spoken,
grown people can’t value.
With a twinkle and a wink,
my soul is released.
As the crazy world subsides,
take a look inside,
my really radical eye.
My eye like a sponge,
absorbing colors so flamboyant.
My eyes scream “Wow”,
with the overwhelming amount of beauty
The biter sweet things,
will always be seen,
with a child in the world.
Seeing the beauty comes to my benefit,
with making friends.
With lives so lit,
Nothing can go wrong.
Deep inside the child’s eye,
a soul is what hides.
A soul that is beauty so pure,
something magnificent, rests assure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem