Sweet Maiden Eyes Poem by Joyce Hemsley

Sweet Maiden Eyes



Blue angelic eyes
True angelic eyes
Can't you hear him calling?
Can't you see he's falling?
Crying over you
Longing just for you.

Pretty baby eyes
You seem to hypnotize
And he can't wait till morning
'Tis then he will be joining
Paradise and you
High up in the blue.

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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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