Those eyes
of a girl
On The Road
calling home
from a truck stop
in rural
Missouri.
She turned
and faced me,
smiling,
those eyes
seeing
the vastness
of the world
for the very
first time.
Those eyes
beaming with
what
I thought
was true love
or gratitude
or innocence
those eyes
those eyes
those eyes
that saw
when I was blind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice twist at the end there & simple, vivid description. ''On The Road'' by Kerouac - reference, i wonder. SusxGLx