Your Eyes
What color will your eyes be
when you come to be with me

If they are blue blue
I'll spread them across the sky
And every day I'll look up
and let my spirit fly.

If they are green green
I'll throw them into the sea
Then I'll dive into them
and let them surround me.

If they are brown brown
I'll bury them deep into the ground
Then I'll use the tree to build my house
so you'll always be around.

But if your eyes are gray gray
from loneliness or pain
I'll hold them gently in my hands
and wash them in the healing rain.
I think this is a neat poem. It has gotten some very pleasing comments.