Hazel eyes..

Standing on the corner
I used to watch her
and how she smiled with her hazel eyes.

But a child she was
so unaware
of the things she could do with her hazel eyes.

Such a joy she was
than elven child
made your day with one look from her hazel eyes.

Like limpid pools
they called to me
to look beyond her hazel eyes.

And tell her that
I, too, can feel
the pain she hides behind her hazel eyes.

I took her hand
and swore to fight
the fears that darken her hazel eyes.

So I can stand
and watch again
while she smiles just for me with her hazel eyes.