Blue Eyes

Blue Eyes By Joeysguy I fell for a blonde who had blue eyes I married that blonde with the blue eyes Having children was a real joy We had two girls and a boy I always thought I would be the first to die I didn’t think she would leave me to cry    I carry a small vial that has a chain The contents is some of my pain With the memories of my wife Just a little something from her life I have a clip on my money With a picture of who was my honey In a shirt pocket is my cell phone                When opened my wife’s picture is shown I also carry pictures of my wife These show her in a younger life Now in heaven is that blonde with the blue eyes Which now helps to fill those blue skies To the blonde with blue eyes I want to say I carry your love with me everyday