Put Me In the Story: Beautiful Blue Eyes Personalized Book

Jillian’s

B e a ut if u l

Made Special By

Made Special For

Mommy

Jillian Written and Illustrated by

Marianne Richmond

Jillian’s

Made Special By

Made Special For

Mommy

Jillian Written and Illustrated by

Marianne Richmond

Beautiful

Blue Eyes

Text and illustrations copyright © 2011 Marianne Richmond Cover and internal design © 2011 by Sourcebooks, Inc. Cover design by Jodi Welter/Sourcebooks Sourcebooks and the colophon are registered trademarks of Sourcebooks, Inc. Put Me In the Story is a trademark of Sourcebooks, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systemsÑexcept in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviewsÑwithout permission in writing from its publisher, Sourcebooks, Inc. The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

Published by Put Me In the Story, a publication of Sourcebooks, Inc. P.O. Box 4410, Naperville, Illinois 60567-4410 (630) 961-3900 Fax: (630) 961-2168 First published by Sourcebooks Jabberwocky, an imprint of Sourcebooks, Inc Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication data is on file with the publisher.

Source of Production: Lightning Source, Inc. 1246 Heil Quaker BLVD, La Vergne, TN 37086 Date of Production: Run Number: Printed and bound in the United States of America.

LSI 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1

Also available from author & illustrator Marianne Richmond: The Gift of an Angel The Gift of a Memory Hooray for You! The Gifts of Being Grand I Love You So… Dear Daughter Dear Son Dear Granddaughter Dear Grandson Dear Mom My Shoes Take Me Where I Want to Go Fish Kisses and Gorilla Hugs Happy Birthday to You! I Love You So Much…

You Are My Wish Come True Big Sister Big Brother If I Could Keep You Little The Night Night Book Beautiful Brown Eyes I Wished for You, an adoption story

Jillian, I love you, and your beautiful blue eyes, with all my heart.

Mommy

Jillian,

when you were little,

I looked into your eyes, knowing their color would be a surprise.

Would they

be brown as a mountain or green like the earth?

Would they start as one color and change after birth?

I watched and I waited, Jillian, as your eyes chose their hue, deciding in time

on their beautiful blue.

Blue as a butterfly

or the sparkling se

a.

e h t bluebir s a e u l d B who sings in her tree.

Pretty, for sure,

those ÒbluesÓ I know, and, oh, what they tell me

about you as you grow.

“Eyes cannot talk!”

you say to me.

“Mouths are for talking.

Eyes are to see!”

You're right,

Jillian, without a doubt.

I see in, and you see out.

But while I’m looking,

guess what I SEE, Jillian?

I see your eyes

speaking to me.

They tell me so much

of what you’re about, Jillian— your heart within, your self throughout.

Your thoughts and ways and moods each one.

Some up, some down,

some blah, some fun.

Jillian,

窶ペour beautiful blue eyes

tell of your silliness within, with their teasing twinkle and mischievous grin.

They show me your originality

when you’re with a friend, playing and pretending from sun up to day’s end.

Jillian, your beautiful blue eyes tell of thoughtfulness too, when you show care for others by the kind deeds you do.

“How about when I’m sick?” you ask.

“Do my eyes show sorry or sad?

Do they tell you when I’m gloomy, and when I’m just plain mad?”

Yes, Jillian,

all those and more,

your beautiful blues say,

telling me in a look what your voice may

never say.

Jillian, your beautiful blue eyes show a stubbornness too, when you just won’t agree to what you should do!

They tell me of

your curiosity in the things you want to know.

“Where do freckles come from?”

“How tall can giraffes grow?”

 And when tears fall down,

Jillian, your blues tell too, of disappointment or worry

about some thing or some who.

“My eyes talk a lot,” you say, “without me knowing all the feelings they can be showing.”

Even more too, Jillian, they reveal your affection.

They show sweetness and joy when you share your attention.

Two of my favorite eyes, still, (though you may not agree)

tell me of sleepiness as they blink next to me.

It’s then I feel thankful, Jillian,

that I shared a great day with your beautiful blue eyes

and all that they do say…

I watched and I waited

as your eyes chose their hue, deciding in time

on their beautiful blue.

Blue as a butterfly

or the sparkling sea.

Blue as the bluebird

who sings in her tree‌