Eyes

Green eyes are spring meadows
By a shimmering lake
On a quilt with a friend
And memories to make

Blue eyes are reflections
Of a summer day sky
Not a cloud to be seen
As the sun passes by

Teal eyes are the autumn
The sky full of grey clouds
That make firey leaves
Look so bold and so proud

Brown eyes are the warmth
On a cold winter's night
Snuggled up with your love
By the soft firelight

When I look in your eyes
Brown or teal, green or blue
What I tend to see most
is a small part of you