By: Debleena Majumdar The eyes; you notice them first, Eyes that had seen a father flinch In shame, or a mother’s lost look of pain, Yet eyes that look at you, warm and pure, As you stand at the door,…
By: Debleena Majumdar The eyes; you notice them first, Eyes that had seen a father flinch In shame, or a mother’s lost look of pain, Yet eyes that look at you, warm and pure, As you stand at the door,…