Your Eyes
After all the passing years
when your skin sagged
and your hair turned to gray
I noticed something
that didn't change
despite the long journey.
Your eyes,
your eyes...
still as deep as the ocean;
still as bright as the starlight
and yes,
still mine,
and mine
alone.
1st PLACE
BRIAN'S CHOICE W, any form, any theme Poetry Contest
5/25/2020 2:28:00 AM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Jcb Brul | Year Posted 2020
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