Sunday, June 29, 2008

Face

You see
A face
With a lot of unmatched stuff
A lot of nothing
No pride no joy

But I see
A wondrous face
A color no one nose
But everyone nose
the meaning to your color
I see beauty and life
And pride in joy
In one little face

2 comments:

Lynn Barry said...

I am thinking about a little kid we saw yesterday...I thought of him when I read your amazing poem. Thanks for making me think about that little face.
Love,
Grandma
XOXOXOO

yesac29 said...

Thanks grandma! I just kind of wrote and thought... I guess.


Love ya