Eyes of Love

When you look at me

with those doelike eyes what do you see ? Perhaps, you shouldn’t look too hard for this garden is full of weeds- Vices win over my wavering virtues; But if you do chance to glance my way I pray, O graceful one! Look deep within for among the weeds are little buds of faith that yearn to grow into flowers of love; And maybe just one day when you look at me with tearful eyes laden with the warmth of your tender heart they might bloom Into a garden Of fragrant love. ​