Mine
Never did I think eyes so expressive
A nod so profound
Yet my heart filled with pride
As someone else gazed upon my Creation
Then up at me
Still and alert
A second passes
As a silent message, a Morse Code of the mind
Transfers from the blink of his eyelids
To the iris of my eyes
And I smile,
The warmth spreading across my chest, to my neck, arms, legs,
In between my toes and behind my ears
As I feel proud of what I’d created
And imagine what more I can do
This poem is about:
Me
My community