Daughter’s Eyes

I saw my daughter's eyes today

In breaking hours of dawn

When the electric sun lit up the room

And her smile shined brighter than the bulb

Six hours or ten years

How do you measure an absence

When reconciliation is met with joy and abandon

To no one else will my face mean so much

No one else is so precious to me

I have seen eyes beautiful and fair

And I have seen eyes dulled in death

I have seen eyes frantic with life

But never have I seen what I saw this morning

When I saw my daughter's eyes