Eyes
Eyes
His eyes are blue
Her eyes are green
Their eyes are grey
And my eyes are brown
His eyes are blue
Like a sky with no clouds
Like a sea with its waves
Her eyes are green
Like the leaves on the tree
Like the moss on rocks
Their eyes are grey
Like a stormy day
Like the mist at dawn
My eyes are brown
Like the earth that holds our ancestors
Like the ground that holds us up
His eyes are blue
Her eyes are green
Their eyes are grey
And mine are brown
Regardless of that
We are all the same
We are beautiful
