Beautiful daughter, out on your own,
I'm aware more than ever now that you're grown,
Of the depth of your beauty, beyond those blue eyes.
Matching the reach of the infinite skies.
Triumphal in spirit your bravest endeavor,
Always resourceful, brainy and clever,
Is won by your practical view,
Seeming so easy and natural for you.
I've known so well your benevolent caring,
I treasure so deeply each moment of sharing.
To bask in the warmth of your genuine smile,
Yes, I would climb that mountainous mile.
Connie Yost
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beyond-those-blue-eyes/
