Poems (Linn)/Baby's Eyes
BABY'S EYES.
MY baby's eyes! What light they hold;What wonderful hints of wealth untold;Of lands where the flowers never die,Of tropic lands where the sunbeams lie,On diamond fields and hills of gold.
My baby's eyes! There are hints in theseOf wonder-land's glory, of sunny seas;Of ice-capped mountains and fields of snow;Of twilight shadows and moonlight glow,And the hidden springs of mysteries.
There are hope and faith and glad surprise,And depths where latent passion lies;Sky-touching heights of peace and light,And rushing rivers of wild affright;And gleams of heaven in baby's eyes.