Infant Eyes Poem by C H Sund

Infant Eyes



We see a building
…They see shapes, colors
We see a doorway
…They see through glass
We see a room, organized
…They see adventure
We see people
…They see funny faces
We see friends
…They see strangers
We see our children
…They see through us

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C H Sund

C H Sund

Wahpeton, ND (USA)
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