Little dark eyes looked up
A wave, and in return a shy smile
Shyness won
Mother's cloth protects against all.
A curious glance, then a shy smile
My heart grew distracted more
Little nothings passed between us
Then they walked away,
The little boy, family, bags and all
To an unknown design.
Sunday, 12 February 2017
The little kid at the airport
Labels:
EXPERIENCE,
My life,
poetry,
writing
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