Bright Eyes

Bright Eyes

Big bright eyes smile
shed angelic light.
A mesmerizing twinkle
holds me, a willing slave.
The cherry red lips open
on clean pink gums.

The sweet smile, honeyed
eyes and a cherubic face
fill my world with radiant
innocence, divine charm and
a feeling of being wanted.
Oh, I love him so.

Those almond-shaped eyes
make me cry if they cry,
make me smile when they smile,
control my emotions,
rein in my senses
yet turn me carefree, kind.

What’s it about a baby
that brings a special sparkle,
rare content, a unique joy,
and overpowering compassion
to a mother’s heart?

I love you my sons, my heartbeats.