Once upon a time I was a prolific writer of poetry, it's been years since I wrote any, but it's possible I'll get back into it since I'm finding some of my older poems and getting that itch again. Thought this one would be perfect for the season and of course to show off a picture of my kitty princess back when she was a kitten princess!
Seeing is believing
I imagine
a world torn by
an absence of the
elemental faith
of innocence
"Don't tell me you believe in Santa?"
she looks at me
as if asking reassurance
only five and already
she is tainted -
confronted by skepticism
more and more I'm finding
that seeing?
is not believing,
but believing bring seeing
yes, she believes in Santa
because she sees him
in my eyes.
I imagine
a world torn by
an absence of the
elemental faith
of innocence
"Don't tell me you believe in Santa?"
she looks at me
as if asking reassurance
only five and already
she is tainted -
confronted by skepticism
more and more I'm finding
that seeing?
is not believing,
but believing bring seeing
yes, she believes in Santa
because she sees him
in my eyes.
©Donna J. P. Riley
