The eyes of...

Looking into the eyes of my child I see...
The beginning of the life of me.

Looking into the eyes of my child I see...
The dreams that had belonged to me.

Looking into the eyes of my child i see...
She is learning how to live from me.

Looking into the eyes of my child I see...
She is growing apart and moving away from me.

Looking into the eyes of my child I see...
She is so different from me.

Looking into the eyes of my child I see...
The beginning of the life of me.

poem by John Earing
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Beautiful Flower

The most beautiful flower
filling my senses with passion
overflowing my being with plenty
pulling away my pain
filling my emptiness with cool water
joining my soul without reason
I can feel the sweet taste of love embracing my heart
to touch this most beautiful flower
filling my senses with warmth
pulling the harsh cold snow from my heart
overflowing my eyes with sunbeams of hope
between my mind and my dreams...
I caress this flower, this most beautiful flower
filling my thoughts with daydreams of reality
opening my eyes to the greatest truth
this most beautiful flower.

poem by John Earing
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