You read books
like they are leaflets that are left on the window of your car
Textbooks
have always been so intriguing to your nature
You take in all your surroundings
and don't hesitate to stop
to mentally take a photo of anything you find beautiful
with the blink of your eyes
Your eyes search, anything and everything
You map out a persons every detail
You will walk away knowing their name, where they come from and what they do
yet You can not tell me what colour t-shirt they were wearing
And as you move on
to bigger things
greater experiences
learning so much more, moving on, maturing
One thing I ask of you is,
never lose those Wondering eyes
Sep 9, 2012
Sep 9, 2012 at 5:48 PM UTC
You read books
like they are leaflets that are left on the window of your car
Textbooks
have always been so intriguing to your nature
You take in all your surroundings
and don't hesitate to stop
to mentally take a photo of anything you find beautiful
with the blink of your eyes
Your eyes search, anything and everything
You map out a persons every detail
You will walk away knowing their name, where they come from and what they do
yet You can not tell me what colour t-shirt they were wearing
And as you move on
to bigger things
greater experiences
learning so much more, moving on, maturing
One thing I ask of you is,
never lose those Wondering eyes
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