Eyes of Yours

Daughter...
sometimes it feels like I'm drowning in
your eyes...those beautiful, warm brown eyes of yours.

You look up at me, and those eyes of yours
are filled with hope, love, and profound trust.
I toss you up into the air, and you look at me
with eyes that know Mommy won't let you fall.
Nobody else has ever looked at me like that before,
And I can't help but wonder-
"am I worthy of her?"

When you laugh, those eyes of yours
send out sparkles and fill up the room.
I am ensnared in your joy.
Caught up in the Rapture of your existence.
I throw my head back, and I want to SHOUT
"I must have done something right, because look at
My Daughter. My beautiful, vivacious child!"

Sometimes, those big, beautiful eyes of yours,
fill with tears.
The absolute heartbreak that only a small child
can express... brimming and overflowing the lower lids
of those eyes of yours.
And I would give my life to take your pain, lock it away
where it will never hurt you again.
"Hey, Heartbreak, stay away from my kid, do you hear?
That's MY daughter you're messing with- Leave Her Be!"

I don't understand why I have been blessed me with you,
All I can do is thank the gods,
For each eternal moment of your life.
My child with the beautiful brown eyes.