I met him in the midst of disaster,
That boy with the hazel eyes.
His smile. And those eyes.
They shined and glowed and would read me,
Intensely,
A talent possessed by one.
The boy with the hazel eyes
Unaware of what he’d done.
See, I was young and reckless,
But that boy with the hazel eyes
Was calm. And had peace.
He embraced and subsided and would hold me,
Gently,
And I felt no need to run.
The boy with the hazel eyes,
Unaware of what he’d done.
I laughed in the years to follow,
With that boy with the hazel eyes.
His warmth. And that grin.
It stayed and invited and wrapped me in delight,
Slowly,
In a game we both thought won
The boy with the hazel eyes
Unaware of what he’d done.
And all along the process,
The boy with the hazel eyes
Gained my heart. My trust.
He loved and restored and pointed to faith,
Inspirationally,
His father’s beloved son
The boy with the hazel eyes,
Unaware of what he’d done.
That boy with the hazel eyes.
His smile. And those eyes.
They shined and glowed and would read me,
Intensely,
A talent possessed by one.
The boy with the hazel eyes
Unaware of what he’d done.
See, I was young and reckless,
But that boy with the hazel eyes
Was calm. And had peace.
He embraced and subsided and would hold me,
Gently,
And I felt no need to run.
The boy with the hazel eyes,
Unaware of what he’d done.
I laughed in the years to follow,
With that boy with the hazel eyes.
His warmth. And that grin.
It stayed and invited and wrapped me in delight,
Slowly,
In a game we both thought won
The boy with the hazel eyes
Unaware of what he’d done.
And all along the process,
The boy with the hazel eyes
Gained my heart. My trust.
He loved and restored and pointed to faith,
Inspirationally,
His father’s beloved son
The boy with the hazel eyes,
Unaware of what he’d done.