They Are With Me

They Are With Me

~Deana J. Tavares

There are faces

Behind my eyes

Behind my smiles

So many faces

Encapsulated

Within every rough ridden mile

Within every starry-eyed sky

And tumble weed scene

The glassy

The glazed

The big bright eyes

Still gleam

I take them all with me

Down every dusty road

Through every open door

I feel their footprints

Reverberating

The wood planks

Upon every floor

©2017

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