Those Eyes

A slender frame and curly hair,
A child’s laugh that fills the air,
Her family sees she hasn’t a care,
In her happy eyes,
Those bright dazzling eyes.

A changing stage the teenage years,
The shifting ground and unfounded fears,
At times is seen in welling of tears,
Within those young eyes,
Those marvelous eyes.

Then out with the girls; on a Saturday night,
Full figured at twenty and everything’s right,
A young man is looking; he’s captured the sight,
Of her lovely eyes,
Those magical eyes.

The months fly by and a marital kiss,
Then children grown; and their life pure bliss,
And each treasured moment, oh, ne'er would he miss,
The joy in her eyes,
Those fabulous eyes.

Through each age he loved her was steadfast and true,
As he sits by her holding her hand in his too,
“I adored you the moment you stepped into view’”
“With those gorgeous eyes”,
“Those beautiful eyes”.

Peter Lowell Paulson
December 31, 2011