Can you not see the sorrow, in someone's tearful eyes, <br />Or see the dread, in someone's weary frown. <br />Can you not see the fear, when someone's telling lies, <br />Or feel the sadness, in the laughter of a clown. <br /> <br />Can you not see disappointment, in someone's shoulder stoop, <br />Or the hand of doubt, when someone drags their feet. <br />Their whole being, giving signs, with a sagging body droop, <br />That their life, in this world, isn't quite complete. <br /> <br />Can you not see that each poor soul, has a heavy cross to bear, <br />One which we hope, will never come our way, <br />Perhaps the onus, is on us, to show them that we care, <br />And lift their spirits, and take away dismay. <br /> <br />Then we could see the smile, in someone's brightening eyes, <br />And the serenity, in someone's lifting frown. <br />The openness, when someone speaks, they'll have no need for lies, <br />And there will be a healing, in the laughter of a clown. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/can-you-not-see/
