Blue Eyes Meant Only For Me
Your sweet sparkling eyes, a blue pretty hue;
those were a feature that drew me to you.
I saw you the second time at our church dance,
where I’d gone to find you - in search of romance!
Although you could barely dance too well at all,
I loved your brown hair and your slim form so tall.
Another girl danced with you; I made a plan!
That little blonde woman would not have MY man.
I stared at you dancing and willed you to see
that there was another with whom you should be.
I kept my eyes trained on your sweet eyes of blue
until you then noticed me gazing at you. . .
Now 40 years later, you’ve lost your dark hair.
You’re still tall, though heavier, but I don’t care.
Your eyes become bloodshot from having to drive
long hours for work, yet back home you arrive. . .
And I am here waiting each night when I see
those blue eyes I know are meant only for me!
written April 2 for the funny Face Contest of Poetess Darkly)
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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