Bright eyes, blue eyes,
A warm glance upwards and I am alive.
My problems evaporate away, forgotten.
My hearts leaps up to experience joy.
Her smile means so much.
To labor as her slave for all tomorrows,
And devoting myself to her every fancy
A kind laugh would make it all worthwhile.
From her, I receive:
A tender expression, perhaps a hug.
Tiny hands pull me from my dank and doom,
I rise above the clouds and bask in the sun.