Bright Eyes
Bright Eyes
What do you see,
when you look up at me,
And your face lights up with a smile?
When you watch my face,
and reach up to embrace,
Your eyes so intent they beguile.
You study me though,
I know not what I show.
But I wonder sometimes, is it true?
Do you see there the grace
Found in every Mom's face,
The shining of my love for you?
Do you find, as I do,
That love colours your view?
Do you see through this physical guise?
What makes your smile glow,
When you look at me so,
My bright boy with the questioning eyes?
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