Accidental Poet

Before You Close Your Eyes

 

In the early morning

While in awe of the sunrise

You begin to see

The wonder of your eyes

 

They might be green

Or they might be blue

And they might be brown

But still they belong to you

 

They say the eyes are

The window to the soul

But only through the heart

Can you pay the toll

 

The eyes see the sunshine

And you know they see the rain

When the rain comes not from the sky

The result of too much pain

 

Can’t even begin to guess

How many times you blink

And to the small child

You playfully gave a wink

 

The eyes also see beauty

Beauty in many forms

Evidenced by a baby’s face

And the smile you have worn

 

Gaze up at the evening sky

Treat yourself to the twinkling stars

A poetic cosmic gift

Of Jupiter, Venus and Mars

 

And when the day is done

Bedtime is near you realize

Remember all the things you see

Before you close your eyes

 

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