I've read that eyes are windows
to the soul and if that's so
our new grandchild
not four months old
works hard
while she's awake
to keep those windows open wide
as if determined to be seen
in every facet of her soul
while likewise searching out our eyes
as if to grasp what hides behind
the masks we wear
to know our nature
our intent
and something that she sees
in us from time to time
brings on the blossom
of a full-blown smile