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
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