It's All About the Eyes

My baby's eyes!

What light they hold;

What wonderful hints of wealth untold;

Of lands where the flowers never die,

Of tropic lands where the sunbeams lie,

On diamond fields and hills of gold.

My baby's eyes!

There are hints in these

Of wonder-land's glory, of sunny seas;

Of ice-capped mountains and fields of snow;

Of twilight shadows and moonlight glow,

and the hidden springs of mysteries.

There are hope and faith and glad surprise,

And depths where latent passion lies;

Sky-touching heights of peace and light,

And rushing rivers of wild affright;

And gleams of heaven in baby's eyes.

Edith Willis Linn Forbes

"Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings."

Psalm 17:8