Soul Windows
SOUL WINDOWS
Cat eyes are curious, suspicious;
Horse eyes big, brown, delicious.
Dog eyes say be my friend,
And stay with me till the end.
Norwegian blue eyes are tall looking down;
Mexican eyes are fun-and-sleep-loving brown.
And Spanish flamenco eyes haughty -
Can turn volatile, momentarily naughty.
When Irish eyes are smiling, sure ‘tis like a morn in spring,
In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.
And French eyes never admire things English;
While English eyes are condescending about all things non-English.
But understand this right from the start:
A woman’s teary eyes melt a man’s heart;
And a mother’s eyes are loving and caring
And always know what you should be wearing.
27 February 2020
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2020
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