Poetry

Baby’s got Blue Eyes

By 1st January 2006December 9th, 2019No Comments

He removed her fears,
and wiped away the tears,
as she cuddled and hung on to his neck.

The smile on her face,
matched the glow in his heart.
And he realised how lucky he was.

No one can say,
‘twere ever a day,
where he’d never paused for thought.

The thunder rolls,
the rain lashes down,
all the while the dead lie asleep in their beds.

My turns been,
there’s some sights I’ve seen,
of which I’ll never talk.

The breathings shallow,
while she clutches on tight,
to her green one eyed teddy .

He can still hear them roar,
as he closes the door,
and switches out the light.

James Love

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