Eyes of Golden Tiger

September 1, 2012
First poem, read it and love it.J

Those golden hazel Eyes , they stare into my very soul .

They unravel my life story and tell you all of my secrets.

They are bold and burn with much ferocity and sass as a Tiger.

But at the same time, they are thriving with love and care.

They look at me and my mind goes blank.

I hate that look of disappointment and sadness.

The stare in love so much is one of eagerness and congrats,

Only a mother can have a stare like that.

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