The brown eyes girl

Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild and crazy in the dance of love.

                                   The brown eyes girl

I fell in love with the brown eyes girl.
Her lips of sweet honey and smile that can light up my day.

She dances with her children.
Making me jealous of her gentle embraces of love for her babies.

She pay no attention to me.
I'm just a admirer of her beauty.

I watch her movement and she give me gifts of a sweet smile and a  hello as
she chases her child about.
I wish to know the brown eyes girl.

I know life isn't fair.
Beautiful young girls are distance dreams.

Lucky observers can make wishes and hold dreams.
Beautiful brown eyes girls are just sweet dreams to a old man heart.

                          Coyote

Author's Note

Some people make you wish to be young and crazy again. Come a time when old men learn. Beautiful and kind woman are gifts to be thankful for.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

A bit poignant, but the imagery is so wild and free. No matter how old chronologically a man is, he wants to watch a young woman dance about with her children. He can still admire her beauty from afar and her smile is a gift for him. There is something endearing about your poem today, Coyote. I liked it a lot. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

I had my two grand-boys with me. I like when woman love their kids. Give them a eternal beauty. Seeing real love allowed us to know. Love is real. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Avalonya]

Perfect. Fortunately I have Brown Eyes lol. I liked it, Great Job!

[Coyote Poetry]

I'm glad you liked the poem. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Joyce S. Greene]

Keats said, "A thing of beauty is a joy forever," and you have expressed much the same thought in your delightful poem, Coyote. I enjoyed reading about your joy - it was, indeed, "a joy forever."

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you Joyce for reading and the comment. All beauty on this earth need to be appreciated.

[Belle]

A wild dream!
I often hear about this stage in an aging man's life wherein they have this strong desire to be young again, be wild and feel the butterfly effect of being in-love and often they go with younger woman. I dread this kind of story when I was young with a thought in mind that my father would do the same and how I would be devastated for my mother. But as I age, I found it all true to all men, I just did not know how my father handled the struggle for him to left us a memory that he was an ever faithful husband! I can imagine the hardship.

Coyote Sir, this is another truth that deserves to be heard loudly. Thank you for sharing. You are making me leave your page with something I can carry.

[Coyote Poetry]

I had the grand boys with me. I was safe. I believe woman who love their children with real joy and happiness are precious. Few woman make me wander in mind. It is to still good to look. Just don't buy the product. Thank you for reading the comment.

[Sheila Kline]

Oh, but there is no harm in looking and desiring my friend!! We may get older but those desires do not wane!!
Your words are filled with longing and flow like the honey of her smile!
Lovely!!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right. I was chasing my two grand-boys. Real beauty is a mother love for her children. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Ees]

It is a nice poem. Sweet longing. Sweet look at another person. Check for errors, there are a few in there, like leaving the 's' off give in the first line of the fourth stanza. But as a whole you paint a very lovely picture of this girl and her children. I like the the love spoken of is innocent. It just is.
Nice work

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you reading and the help. I do appreciate.

[Ees]

no problem!