Some are emerald green,
From them you never want to wean.
Others are brown dark as the night,
their magic being hard to fight.
Blue sparkle like tropical gems,
warmth from them stems.
Red the colour we most dread,
on indulgence they have fed.
Are eyes truly the window of our soul?
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This is really late for #household peg day- appologies @nom. She pegged it on the kitty cat, she pegged it on the moon, she pegged it on her state of mind, she pegged it on a tune.
(Nineteen creatures including man, find them if you think you can). The rabbi tells stories. The monk eyes piece as glory. The lad ogles the girls. The chef caters the world. Take a go at being great.
I've heard somewhere over the rainbow, Way way up high, There's another land so beautiful Holding court in the sky. I heard at the rainbow's end There's a pot of gold to be had.
They shoot, like stars, Into the sky, to show what. Nobody knows but this, Shows miracles, in action, Show pain, through explosion, The boom deafens and surprises, Like a gun shot in the sky, bang.
Flaming flowers dance on the sun, Oh what it must be, to have such fun. We never shall know the joy that is known, To those beautiful flames as they twirl on their own.
In @seamonsters garden, There's a magical tree. It's filled with fruits, From you and from me. Some branches are dark, Some fruit are so light, Reflecting the posts, We all love to write.
Music is like the wind in the trees, It is magical when you flow across the keys.
They could never understand. what u set out 2 do. instead they chose 2. ridicule u. when u got weak. they loved the sight. of your dimming. and flickering starlight.
Wow! That was last minute??! Beautiful. I love eyes I think they show a lot about what's going on inside ๐
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