I've seen the blue sky in her eyes,

Clear at day and then full of stars

At night; where does love itself lies;

To which I gazed at o'er the years.

But like the sky, her eyes do change;

Shifty are they over the course,

When hatred cloud forms in her range,

With thunder in her mouth arose.

Like a kid I did went to hide

From raging thunder clapping loud;

Then, lost my way back to her side

Among those gloomy ghastly cloud.

Thus, I from her eyes sometimes gain

Joy, but sometimes they bring me pain.