what you do with Eyes of Blue.
You make my heart go pitter-pat,
when you look at me like that.
Missed my daughter at this stage,
gone to make a living wage.
On the road too much back then,
before I knew it she was ten.
Older now and I can see,
nothing trumps a family.
Grateful that I have the time,
to share my thoughts within this rhyme.
Shall take the time to spend with her,
mistakes of past will not recur.
My take on it is deep and pure,
will not blow this and that’s for sure!