Blue Eyes

Beautiful... and innocent,
Blue eyes... I see.
Tinted in love,
And looking at me.

Blue...like the ocean,
That rises in spray.
And blue like the mountains,
That stand faraway.

Blue...blue eyes,
A real cherished part.
Sincere and true,
And dear to my heart.

By seeing full vision,
In looks...they reveal.
How blue eyes...awaken,
From depths that are real.

Blue eyes...O blue eyes,
Pigmented in line.
May the little cross-pieces,
Dip down into mine.


E. P. 1908 - 1989