Beverly Read Poet Free verse

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This piece is based on a college term paper I wrote which was about change - how we are constantly changing every day because of new experiences and new input from life that goes on around us.

Eyes of Yesterday

You think you know me,
you've loved me for so long.
But you don't know me
as I am today.
When you first loved me,
you watched me
and learned what I did;
you listened to me
and learned what I thought;
and you came to know me.

You forgot, though,
that I kept doing
and I kept thinking,
and today, I'm different
with new parts of me
waiting for you to discover.

I know you love me still,
but you don't know me
as I am today
because you see me
with eyes of yesterday.

Submitted 4 Sept 16

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Freddie Robinson Jr. January 30, 2017 at 4:26 PM A jewel of wisdom wrapped in elegant language of mellow understanding, Beverly. Simply beautiful, dear. Such a charming and enticing title too. Loved this. May love light your path always. Beverly Read June 7, 2017 at 3:40 PM Thank you Freddie for your appreciation of this bit of writing. Such nice comments you made. May you have lovely days. Beverly

Probir Gupta September 5, 2016 at 6:09 AM Yes my dear poet, that is the tragedy ... It is very difficult to update the eyes ... those who can are happy people ... a very good poem you have penned ... Beverly Read September 5, 2016 at 11:30 AM Good morning Probir. I believe you're right that updating the eyes can make happy people. Thank you for your nice comments. Beverly

Darren White September 5, 2016 at 3:08 AM Eyes of yesterday.... that line alone is a beauty. Your poem is wonderful! Darren. Beverly Read September 5, 2016 at 11:29 AM Thank you Darren. I find lines in others' poems that stand out like jewels too. So glad you like that line, and the poem too. Beverly

Viv Wigley September 5, 2016 at 1:01 AM Indeed, Beverly, how many from our past have we caught up with years later, only to find our rose tinted glasses have no lenses anymore? A lovely little write. Viv x Beverly Read September 5, 2016 at 11:28 AM Thank you Viv. A class reunion comes to mind. People we thought we knew aren't the same people any more, but...neither are we. Beverly

Steve Tomlin September 5, 2016 at 12:56 AM It has a nice flow to it. It brings up awareness of parenting. I believe involved, observant parents know the character and interests of their children more than anyone. Those that don't however, haven't been paying enough attention, and those children who grow up to move away and find themselves can't possibly expect their parents to know their new life if they don't communicate with them. Beverly Read September 5, 2016 at 11:24 AM Steve, I hadn't thought of parenting but I think you're so right. Thank you for the insight. Beverly