Hidden
Standing so quietly
You'd never know
the person they are inside
Maybe you missed
the smile they had, though,
or the twinkle deep in their eyes
They may seem so different,
unable to be named,
but you don't know who they are.
You couldn't tell
that they would be blamed
for their spunk, their person, their spark.
Don't judge a book
by its cover, and don't
jump to conclusions, my friend,
for these are the people
who just simply won't
let their inspiration end.
Don't leave them alone.
Maybe they need you,
and maybe you need them.
Without them,
you might not know what to do
or where you would be by then.
They try, they smile,
and all they want
is to prove that they're not dull.
May I tell you: don't try,
and to put this out front,
you are truly beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
Window to the Soul
PoetryHere I begin my second collection of poetry. I sort of figured fifty poems might be enough for one book, so I'm starting a new one. As I continue to write, I reflect...as I peer deeper and deeper through the window to my soul.
