The Girl in the red specs

Sweet child you color the morning

Picking each shade with such care

 

I look at your sweet face

To remember a soul filled with life

 

Sweet girl you talk about it all

Looking at me through specs 

 

Dear child live happily

Run across the stars

 

There you go once again

Another morning walking 

 

I have once thought

Of times i sat on the grass

 

Coloring in my own book

Dreaming a castle of yet another day

 

You remind me of times

Long gone

 

You show and tell

Drawing castles on the sand

 

Holding love in your hands

Giggling to the morning sun

 

Sweet girl in the red specs

Be all you could be 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and hopeful poetry.
"Holding love in your hands
Giggling to the morning sun"
I like the above lines. You create good place and good visions. Knowing the eyes of a child. They can re-teach us hope again. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote