Blue Eyes

Blue Eyes
By Joeysguy

I fell for a blonde who had blue eyes
I married that blonde with the blue eyes

Having children was a real joy
We had two girls and a boy

I always thought I would be the first to die
I didn’t think she would leave me to cry
 
I carry a small vial that has a chain
The contents is some of my pain

With the memories of my wife
Just a little something from her life

I have a clip on my money
With a picture of who was my honey

In a shirt pocket is my cell phone              
When opened my wife’s picture is shown

I also carry pictures of my wife
These show her in a younger life

Now in heaven is that blonde with the blue eyes
Which now helps to fill those blue skies

To the blonde with blue eyes I want to say
I carry your love with me everyday