Classic Poem

The boy with sad eyes,
Did not realize,
That every kid in town,
Could see his little frown.

The boy with no smile,
Seemed to take awhile,
To answer to his name,
But answered just the same.

Deepset little smudges,
Held no inner grudges,
Just an emptiness,
Nothing more, nothing less.

The boy with three diseases,
Found a friend in Jesus,
Before he died his eyes,
Seemed so very wise.