Walks in with two kids.
Looks around,
Eyes possible bids,
Leaves without a sound.
Next day back.
Looks elsewhere,
Eyes a plaque,
Leaves with blank stare.
Everyday return.
Looks for something,
Eyes that flicker, burn,
Leaves with hollow being.
Wave with no return.
Looks distant, alone,
Eyes so stern,
Leaves a hopeless crone.
Then finds it.
Looks upon in love,
Eyes show heart slit,
Leave with fr...