toddler
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All I need is to see her perfect little face,
to escape from the dangers of the human race.
All I need is for her heart to keep beating fine,
to make me feel like I have hit a goldmine.
round, starry, sponge eyes,
burst under spiderweb lashes.
dark scrapes on the knee
make war paint from life's crashes.
full, furry eyebrows,
tattooed with a crayola green,
I see a new
everything a first
bright and shiny new
Through your eyes
I see the sky is blue
The dog goes woof
The ball goes up
Through your eyes it's all new
Through your eyes I know you
