Honey

Wednesday 21 January 2015

Poem:His eyes

His eyes were getting swimmy
from the tears in his head

a cloud was floating
constantly over his bed
he was getting crazy
like a mad bull grazing
in his yard
some times world is so mean
when his heart gets very hard
speaking not even a word
I am here for him
waiting his lights to be dim!!

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