The eyes staring back at me are filled with so much pain.
Eyes filled with sadness, overflowing, forming rivers as tears drain.
The eyes staring back at me are so consumed with fear.
Eyes filled with darkness, overcome, magnified through all the tears.
Where is the spark that was once there?
Eyes filled with joy, contagious, helping others, full of care.
Where is the faith I use to see?
Eyes filled with strength, never wavering, always at peace.
Will I ever see the person you use to be?
As I back away from the mirror, the eyes staring back belong to me.
Debbie Ward Casey
Wednesday, September 14,2005
Sweet but sorrowful memories, when we lack someone, producing feelings that create such beautiful poems.
A really nice poem with very good rhyme and at the same time..question, the last line is awesome!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi poet Debbie. This happens so much and it is so sad, so sad. I enjoyed this heart touching poem. Loyd