when I look into your eyes, I see a distinct reflection, a single but clear image....yes a face that is mine, brilliantly gleaming in your twinkling eyes. Only a blink of your eye lash would shatter the picture. I love what I view...but never because I see myself! Not a second passes by that your eyes lose me, As long as the picture stays..your sweet smile brings on those small dimples..so refreshing. Do I mean so much to you ! A language only an eye can speak for an eye to understand. Probably this is the bliss of mother-hood... a bliss that only gets more blissful :)
