In Her Eyes

In her eyes
I'm what I want to be--
Not a frail creature of dust laden with sins,
But a saint seeking perfection.
In her eyes
I can be what I am--
Weak, worried, scared, selfish, mean, and nasty;
Yet I am good in her eyes--
Because she knows I want to be good,
And because she looks through eyes of love.
So I strive harder,
For I want to be
What she sees
In her eyes.

 Tina Rae Collins

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