Sad Eyes

I see the sadness in her eyes.
My heart breaks when her eyes cry.
Wanting for nothing more than love
yet chilling when others run from her.
A child with a heart as bright as gold;
One who loves to share her soul.
But, children fear what they don't know..
Her eyes share sadness, stories untold.
Even in school, momentary stares
Behind her back whispers and glares..
Mood swings abound, as she strives
to remain empowered.
Do adults lie?

We tell her that she's beautiful,
Smart, amazing
Yet, children say she wears
Ugliness like a dress.
I say beauty comes from within..
Radiate that beauty to those around
Let them rise to her level, inquiring
About her sad eyes and her frown.

Perhaps, then, others can learn
a thing or two about tolerance
From a child who has seen
Far too much ugliness
from children whose parents
Failed to teach that you and she
are just like thee.
Hearts and lungs...
Fingers and toes
Eyes and ears, mouth and nose..
We are all the same deep inside

Please, my child, never run and hide
Because children fear what
They don't understand.
Spread your light throughout the land!
God made her in His image.
Who are we to judge and tease her?

Let those eyes smile, dry up sad tears
for in good time the heart will reveal
That they had unjustified fears
Then they'll know that
Nothing is as it appears!
If you could walk a day in her shoes
You could not handle the constant abuse!
Make a truce and reintroduce
Patience and tolerance to those little feet
Who seem so happy and so carefree

Let them know it could have been thee
Born with a difference just like she.
We as adults, are the appointees
to raise compassionate, loving babies.
Teach our children what truly matters
and that staring and comparing
is how hearts and souls shatter.

Copyright 2007 by Miriam Mimi Jacobs
All Rights Reserved

Dedicated to Candace Chantel Battiste

Embracing Candace: Anthology One (Released 2007)