Blue eyed boy

My sweet blue eyed boy,  your eyes so blue.
When I first looked into them my heart so passionately like a dove flew and flew and flew and flew.  Flew through the night.
Flew into your sweet arms and there was no more pain all was then right.  We danced and we sang and oh boy did we sing.  You were my desire yet I never got the ring.  My once sweet blue eyed boy what has happened what hawk took your joy,  took out the light from your once sweet blue eyes?  Why did you go away?  Why did you stray my love why did you not stay?  I have lived I have loved many yet when I sleep it’s always you there.
My sweet blue eyed boy,  my love my hearts desire.  Still in my olden age I still dream of you and in your eyes remains your once young hearts fire.  Now here as I breath my last breaths at  age of 97 I still have the same fire,  you my love my only true hearts desire.  As I breath my last breath the memories play before my tired mind.  Memories of my once sweet blue eyed boy,  and this my love is why I was able to for you write one last rhyme for you.  This love was real it was life it was deep it was true.