Eyes

Deunde" a poem I learned about in a workshop by- Kelli Allen, Pulitzer Prize Author

Peering oval shaped eyes look at me
I can't see their pupils
They are only the color of the background behind them
Unable to move unless one holds them in their hand

The three little pigs they are so wise I don't know why
They keep building houses of straw, sticks and bricks.
They keep trying to build a shelter above their heads
They are determined to keep the howling wolf away

My mother's eyes sparkle when she looks at me
I see her smile She loves me