Your eyes show me the heavens
Too pure to describe with a word
Your eyes show me the future
Too bright for the naked eye
Your eyes show me the present
A gift to spare no expense
Your eyes show me the past
No regrets, no mistakes, no scars
Your eyes show me a journey
One I am waiting to take with you
Your eyes show me perfection
My child, your eyes show me you.
I love poems about kids, and this is one of the best I've seen yet. Your words express exactly how I feel about my children, my hopes and dreams for them. Bravo!
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The beauty beheld in a childs eyes. You have captured this well! Patricia Gale