Ok you might call me corny but here is a poem I worte my wife shortly after we got married, so in honor of our anniversary I thought I would post it.
Blue eyed Baby
A Blue Eyed Baby owns my heart
She kisses my soul and it never is tart
She holds the key to my mind
And never shares it in a way unkind
A Blue Eyed Baby controls my eyes
They never look off and never do they cry
A Blue Eyed Baby holds my hand
Giving my the strength to stand
My life to her I gave without concern
She is a woman from who all could learn
My life is held tightly and secure
In her arms no harm will occur
Don’t get me wrong we might fight
But I can’t then go to sleep at night
Don’t get me wrong we feel lots of stress
But when holding her I can pass the test.
My Blue Eyed Baby gave me her life
One that I will protect with fists or knife
My Blue Eyed Baby told me I can
And with her love I will be a man
My Blue Eyed Baby and I will never part
My Blue Eyed Baby owns my heart
By Nick Westerman
