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Apr 2015
Think what you like,
I say your eyes are green.

Green is the color
of spring, hope,
rebirth, renewal.

It is spring.
I have new hope.
I feel renewed
and even reborn
because your eyes
have spoken their
green language
and awakened me,
to what might be,
to possibility,
to dreams I thought
evaporated, divorced,
gone for good.

So whatever you may think,
I say your eyes are green.
Green, ah...
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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