There he sits neither brazen nor too shy <br />The boy who sits and smiles at the sky <br />He is not moved as those who pass him by <br />He sits and smiles his head up to the sky <br /> <br />There seems to be some peace to it <br />Something for us that doesn’t fit <br />But nature is subdued admit <br />Admit you couldn’t, wouldn’t thus smile and sit. <br /> <br />Mindless sightless people passing by <br />Dare not notice it smiling at the sky <br />Just move on faster doesn’t matter why <br />There is nothing to smile at in the sky <br /> <br />Pray what is it he’s smiling at <br />I wonder is It smiling back <br />He seems to hold something we lack <br />We lack yet couldn’t, wouldn’t live like that <br /> <br />Some things taught should really make you cry <br />Not like the one who smiles at the sky <br />Who lives in reasoning like you nor I <br />Is there something in smiling at the sky <br /> <br />What do his eyes now truly see <br />Is his mind completely free <br />Does he recall you and me <br />And me we couldn’t, wouldn’t friends still be <br /> <br />What meaning to time gently passing by <br />I’d just be that boy who smiles at the sky <br />As all my treasured memories sweetly die <br />I turn my hopes and smiling toward the sky<br /><br />Martin Kloess<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-boy-who-smiles-at-the-sky/
