<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567121" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode to the Sadness of my Eyes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My eyes do not know<br>How old they are<br>My heart still keep time<br>Like the old Seth Thomas<br>Or a dripping faucet<br>My eyes precede my mind<br>When it is looking for a rhyme<br>Sad eyes such as mine<br>Can see an angel out of the corner<br>Where tears collect<br>My eyes are as fine as scramble umbrellas<br>That once was lonely<br>Because the rain<br>Ran away with the wind<br>These sad eyes of mine can not keep their history<br>They are always only about the now<br>What I see not what I have seen<br>Even in sleep they have been known to weep<br>What the mind keep as it midnight secrets<br>My sad eyes can be dug out with a copper spoon<br>And roll down the cobble stone streets<br>Pass curb side trees and little shops<br>Just turning on the light<br>Pass store front churches<br>Where the jealous pray to a God never seen by day<br>My sad eyes has seen Gods picking pizza crust<br>From the dumpster<br>My sad eyes care that there are eyes<br>In which to compare that the thing<br>I see is really there<br>My sad eyes has been known to be nocturnal But never solitary they see in pairs over lapping This with that to make the thing whole My sad eyes are forever going where I goes My eyes are never cold, they do not know just how old.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+E.+Patton">David E. Patton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567121" data-title="Ode to the Sadness of my Eyes de David E. Patton" data-description="My eyes do not know How old they are My heart still keep time Like the old Seth Thomas Or a dripping faucet My eyes precede my mind When it is looking for a rhyme Sad eyes such as mine Can see an angel out of the corner Where tears collect My eyes..."></div> </div> </div>

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