As I go out for a moonlit walk <br />I wonder to myself why do I talk? <br />Even through my wondering eyes <br />I see the ocean spread across the skies. <br /> <br />Waves crash unto a blue escape, <br />so I decide not to talk, and just look at the 'scape. <br />Even through my wishful eyes, <br />I see the ocean spread across the skies. <br /> <br />We travel through the day without really looking around <br />and even then we don't say anything aloud. <br />Why can't people look through my eyes to see the ocean spread across the skies.<br /><br />Grace Gordon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moonlight-walk-2/
