Eyes of Me

Eye to see,
Eyes of me,
Still is always changing,
Dispense with haste,
The day to day,
As life looks back,
But not your way,
Our senses always aging;
You fantasize the grandness,
Picked of day to day,
To see glory from your final sight,
But hold!, Fantasy may stray,
And all that fills the viewpoint,
The all beyond the scars,
May settle with the moments twix,
Those all important stars.