Short description


His eyes are like volumes of writing
hidden in a diary.
The passages are guarded,
and the sentences are blocked.

but..

within each page
is a treasure trove
of whimsy and
gently placed kindness.
Valiant hopes and sentimental dreams.
Beauty that brings a tear.

Worry and sometimes
lack of confidence
that hides its lovely face
certain it is much too small
to be loved or seen properly.

I am a reader.
so I know.

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