Poems of my Own
One child
Blue eyes
Not mild
One life
One heart
One smile
Has no poems
Of her own
Her dreams
Have not flown
One morning
One day
One night
Her dreams
Will soon take flight
No one will scoff,
In spite
For many have shown,
These poems of my own.
Blue eyes
Not mild
One life
One heart
One smile
Has no poems
Of her own
Her dreams
Have not flown
One morning
One day
One night
Her dreams
Will soon take flight
No one will scoff,
In spite
For many have shown,
These poems of my own.