The eyes of a child are sparking black <br />When they look at you you can't look back. <br />Innocence and clarity <br />Emphasize disparity, <br />Now that I am grown <br />Into a block of wood or stone <br />And my eyes have faded dark and brown. <br /> <br />Sparkling black eyes are pretty, of course, <br />But does it mean that mine are worse? <br />Experience and suffering undergone <br />Can turn no man to wood or stone; <br />And if my eyes are less bold, <br />Would I exchange them still for an ignorant world?<br /><br />Tan Pratonix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/innocence-and-experience/
