Seeing Me In Your Eyes Poem by maria goodison

I want to be honest as honest as can be for when I see you, I also see me in your eyes.
A bit of a wonder, a bit at odds, changing like the weather at sea.
With the knowledge that maybe one day I'll see me threw your eyes like you see me now.
With, the foundations of warmth and understanding that only a person like me can give.
To the stranger walking down the snow driving street touched by the harshness of time that only a person like me would know.
When I see in your eyes, my own eyes looking back at me.