BABY’S EYES
Beautiful pools of blue they look at you,
More precious than sapphires
Are your baby’s eyes to you.
Slowly perhaps you’ll see
them change and you may see
the glittering green of emeralds
or the beckoning brown of topaz.
Your child is your jewel,
And whatever you see,
Underneath there lies a mine of love
Deeper than the sea.
Melissa Frizell