You came to me with twinkling eyes
And filled my heart with tender joy,
In swaddling blanket mocked sunrise,
And charmed us all with innocent coy.
You came to me with trusting eyes
As toddler in your baby suit,
And guffawed when you’re raised as prize,
With lilt of laughter like a flute.
You came to me with prudent eyes
As teenager with thousand quests,
Your talks so juvenile yet so wise,
Your soul filled with such righteous zests.
You came to me with guarded eyes
Fresh as a rose in month of June,
With time the bird of virtue flies,
For journey with her man to moon.
You came to me with tearful eyes
To put some flowers on my grave,
I asked the tree that seldom cries,
To drop few snowbells, hope he gave.
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