Watching the new release <br />of Pride And Prejudice <br />once again struck by <br />the restrictions <br />placed on people back then <br />the strict self-discipline <br />the eyes were the only <br />means to convey <br />deeper feelings <br /> <br />And I cried <br />because of your eyes <br />and mine <br />conveying an angry message <br />all too often – whenever <br />your routine is upset <br />your face turns into stone <br />with the coldest eyes <br /> <br />And the tears <br />I feel welling up <br />are not allowed <br />to show on my face <br />not to appear <br />a fool <br />in your <br />eyes…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/f-being-a-fool-in-your-eyes/
