When I Look At You

When I look at you with these eyes of mine
I see the beautiful woman that you are
A generous spirit, a warm and loving heart
An understanding, compassionate nature
A creative mind, full of such wonder and talent
I know there are horrors your mind holds at bay
But I don't normally see them when I look at you
For I'm too distracted by your lovely green eyes
And that smile that tells me how much I'm loved

When I look at you with these eyes of mine
I see all your gray hair that gives evidence of
More years than just your mere twenty-seven
I think you have much more gray than I do at forty-four
I see the woman that I am so in love with
At times I feel my heart will burst with love for you
I see the woman I can't wait to marry
And share the rest of my life with

When I look at you with these eyes of mine
I look at you through the eyes of love
I guess it's true that it is blind
Because what I do not see when I look at you
Is the seventeen-year age difference between us
But through another's eyes obviously
That is what they see when they look at us
They don't see us for who we are, a couple in love
Honestly, I'm thankful that I don't see us
Through another's eyes

7.17.03

CMT

Author's Notes

Kodi had an appointment with a new eye doctor. We were in the examining room; I was sitting in the chair in the corner, when the doctor asked if I was Kodi's mother or her sister. To which Kodi replied, "No, my girlfriend."

I was a little out of it from being really sick over the weekend, but it still hurt my feelings. I mean come on, technically, yes I am old enough to be her mother. But I certainly am not, and I don't even think I look old enough either.

It was his comment that got me thinking as to what I see when I look at Kodi versus how others must see us.