A blue-eyed guy, a blue-eyed
gal
Have one guarantee:
There's a blue-eyed baby in me.
He or she might someday be massive and tall.
Or possibly the opposite: slender
and small.
Olive-skinned or freckled.
Hair from blonde to black.
A nose that we can't give back.
But we rely on what we
learned
In biology:
There's a blue-eyed baby in me.
The quiet type or full of hype -- it's anyone's guess.
Conservative and thrifty, or prone
to excess.
Someone who always gives folks
a fair shake,
Or maybe a total flake.
What if our sweet young honey
Thinks that our jokes aren't funny?
We can't predict a single
thing
Except as you'll see:
There's a blue-eyed baby in me.
In its career our little dear might really go far.
A scientist, a senator, a soap
opera star.
A trustworthy tradesman laying
cement.
The first honest president.
Six weeks and counting
will bring to an end
Waiting for the day we meet our tiny new friend.
Despite intense speculation of what it might be
My husband and I have only one goal:
To see it grow up to be healthy and whole.
But till then we must
accept
Our one guarantee:
There's a blue-eyed baby,
For sure not maybe,
A blue-eyed baby in me
