Wednesday, October 19, 2011


you were a baby long ago
what words to use, you didn’t know
all your needs, all your questions
were all conveyed through your expressions

I could look into your eyes
see joy, contentment or surprise
you didn’t really have a choice,
you were too young to use your voice

complaints, agreement, interaction
frustration, envy, satisfaction,
words you didn’t need to say
often now get in the way

but now each time I look at you
I really haven’t got a clue
you’ve learned to mask your feelings well
now what you’re thinking I can’t tell

your words they tell convincing lies
while your expressions you disguise
you’ve learned to use words to deceive
and I can’t tell what to believe


  1. Tight write... Much is lost as we learn to share our masks with the world.

  2. bravo,

    sometimes, when out loved ones mask their feelings, hard for us to help.

    well written piece.
    Thanks for linking.

  3. This is a very nice write, Charlie. Thanks for sharing!

  4. wonderful poem...and unfortunately, so very true... :-)