Tomorrow is where we look to go. It comes and goes, fleeing faster than a startled doe…
In her eyes our love does show…
…strength through love and love through tomorrow.
Tomorrow is where we look to go.
It comes and goes, fleeing faster than a startled doe.
…As deep a pit as sorrows are, we feel them not, those distant woes,
for with great love our hearts do swell.
We love and live; we live to love.
With that in mind, I say a prayer- a thankful praise to Heaven above.
Far away I soon will stand,
but while I can, I take her hand.
Such a woman…what a sight!
Within this world you will not find,
a being so pure and free from spite
as this angel whom is my wife.
Her eyes are bright and full of life…
In her gaze my mind takes flight.
Her earthly eyes are hardly so…more a world of dancing skies-
passionate enough to bring sunrise…
and under these eyes we watch our new son rise.
It’s early morning and he’s had his cries…
for love and holding,
cuddling and feeding.
With great joy we gave him all and now he is resting, sometimes cooing.
Beneath his coos are baby blues….
…eyes so blue and bright that even the sun begs a view.
Like his mother’s, his eyes do stir.
He looks to me as if he knows…
…how far i have come to see him here and further still I’ll have to go,
but not without my love made known.
Within his name we’ve signed our thoughts…
…our Gift from God…grateful are we that by His hand,
into this world, our son was brought.
I stop to think of all that is good,
but feel true love is best understood,
right here, right now within their eyes.
In these two I take great pride- my handsome son and darling bride.
Filling fast, my eyes do swell, with tears of joy too strong to hide.
Try as I might to keep them inside they fall as free as rivers flow.
In this moment there is no woe…
…just tears of joy and love bestowed.
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