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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There was such beauty where I lived Past landscape my father designed so long ago... And I remember Mountain Street; The sounds of early Summer all around the house.. The unencumbered freedom And the taste of clear, pure water Stolen from a neighbor's well hidden behind the windmill. And just past your Poppa's verdant lawns A gentle wildness was allowed. He loved the earth And let me wander as I would have anyway Straight on those hidden paths I knew Into my secret place.. I sat between the here and now To watch the Summer's fullness edging closer; Surrounded by my favorite friends: The wild bluberry bushes. My special place, alive and rambling on In lush perfection for a lonely little girl Covered with freckles. My friends, covered with their sapphire treasures - The size and weight which bore them down Were offered as a gift to me; Their color: electric blue and perfect... We were great friends in all seasons.. And we made promises to each other In the deepest heart of Summer, Just before the last years of my childhood And your Poppa's dreams... They whispered of a great gift to be given In a future where their time had passed. I could hardly remember the exactness of the promise Until I looked into your eyes when you were 2 days old. Did you ever wonder, my beloved, The joy in my recollection Of the gift so sweetly promised, And why I call you Blueberry Eyes... I love you, daughter mine.
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