New Eyes Frank Recino Frank Recino is a student in S. Webster's creative writing class
Many months you spent interred
Being formed and shaped to live
With those who's love made you

A year almost and now we wait
For life's first breaths to give
And God to smile on you

Pushing, pressing power moves
And brings you to the light
A smack, a cry, and every sense begins

Smiles surround and comfort you
You're greeted to this world
And soon you drink and sleep

What do you first dream?
Is it of your womby days?
Or everything that's new?

Breathe in the colors
And tell me again of this life
Lived through your perfect new eyes