My Daughter's Eyes
by jayayceeblog, march 1, 2010
Her newborn eyes look right past me, unfocused, unknowing
Her preschool eyes glow with excitement as she blows out candles, gazes at the Christmas tree
Her adolescent eyes crinkle with happiness from puppy kisses, in line at the movies, riding the Ferris wheel
Her preteen eyes study fashion magazines, algebra textbooks, guitar chords
Her teenage eyes glare with hostility, fume at the total unfairness of her boring life
Her young adult eyes sparkle with glee receiving her college diploma, accepting her dream job, saying yes to her sweetheart on bended knee
Her grownup eyes look at me with the dawn of understanding, the light of acceptance
Her middle-aged eyes look at me with concern, the fear of goodbye
My daughter's eyes have seen a lifetime of love
Happy Mother's Day to all ...
