Bright Eyes

Bright Eyes What do you see, when you look up at me, And your face lights up with a smile? When you watch my face, and reach up to embrace, Your eyes so intent they beguile. You study me though, I know not what I show. But I wonder sometimes, is it true? Do you see there the grace Found in every Mom's face, The shining of my love for you? Do you find, as I do, That love colours your view? Do you see through this physical guise? What makes your smile glow, When you look at me so, My bright boy with the questioning eyes?