Sunday, March 13, 2011

The One With The Baby Blues.

Dear Lover,

I held a baby today.
One that belongs to a man and his wife.
A man who once was a guy who stole my heart.
My first crush with an older boy.
And for a moment.
I might have pined.
Might have let a light sadness wash over me.
And let the whole what if game play through my mind.

But then the baby laughed.
And I looked in to her blue eyes.
Eyes just like her father.

And I thought, yes, Baby, your eyes are beautiful.
Just like your Daddy's.
The same ice blue that I stared into on the beach that night.

But, Baby, yours are not the eyes I was meant to create.


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