His Eyes
He is every where now
Since I scattered his pictures in town
He is watching me all the time
When I am inside a telephone booth
Or sitting at Mr. Smith’s Money Mart
And today at my home
When I was pulling fresh parsleys
Out of its paper wrap
You are every where now!
January 18, 2016
Copyright © Rahy Hy | Year Posted 2016
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