|My art work.|
Through a Child's Eyes I can never sympathize with a child because I cannot remember what it was like.Through a Child's Eyes by KokePasu
are clouded, my dull eyes longing for something that is obscured
I see them, bright-eyed and wet-nosed
dog, still full of excitement
and wonder as they cling to their parent’s legs
kids that didn’t
grow up around me and know me?
They seem to not understand how someone so close in age is like me.
And maybe it is a touch of fear.