Mommy's Eyes

April 19, 2011
By Anonymous

Everybody in our family has different eyes.
My Daddy’s eyes are dark like oak, deep and flat.
And me, my eyes are green and gray.
They change color depending on the day.
My sisters’ eyes are bronze and hazel.
They both are different from us all.
My brother Mark’s are dark like Dad’s.
And Matt, who is the youngest, has eyes like mine.


But my Mother’s eyes, my mother’s eyes,
crystal green diamonds,
deep green ocean with gold around the center
mysterious because of the color change,
beautiful to look into,

looking at you and you feel comfort,
the swirl of different colors when you mix paint together,
the love you feel when she looks at you when you are sad and need advice,
you come to her, they are joyful,
joyful that we again need her.
The comfort, the love, and Mommy’s eyes that see all.


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on Apr. 24 2011 at 8:25 am
MrNathanXD BRONZE, Hemet, California
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Favorite Quote:
Only that in you which is me can hear what im saying. - Ram Dass
I am who I am because of what I am. I am what I am, because who I am. -Mr.Nathan Wilson

Riveting! :D




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