Beautiful as a rose <br />Lovely as a tune, <br />I meet you up close <br />In the first days of June; <br />Baby blue eyes <br />Turning on blue skies, <br />What have you seen? <br />Where have you been? <br /> <br />I was turned on <br />In the early of spring, <br />With the summer sun <br />The heart would sing: <br />'Love is so true <br />When its all new, <br />Sweet as the days <br />It longs for and plays'. <br /> <br />Love is like trust <br />That comes and goes, <br />Falling down star dust <br />That for a time glows; <br />Longings and beauties <br />Imprisons and frees, <br />Inside a young heart <br />Right from the start. <br /> <br />Night and young days <br />We must go on, <br />Tide's turning ways <br />Almost nearly done; <br />The garden's so young <br />With all what we long, <br />The seeds in the earth <br />There in their first birth. <br /> <br />Baby blue eyes <br />Beginning to glow, <br />After winter's goodbyes <br />And old frosty snow; <br />I feel so lucky <br />With what comes to be, <br />Knowing new life <br />When the colors arrive.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/baby-blue-eyes-2/
