His Eyes:

I lay gazing at his face
His eyes are a green
So very bright green
They are like the grass of spring

They hold my gaze
They are filled with so much life
They sparkle in the light
I can see laughter dancing inside them

His eyes hold many secrets
Many memories of things he as seen
Some good some sad
Those beautiful eyes never leave mine

His eyes are all I see
I am drawn to them like a moth to a flame
They speak the unspoken words
They watch and remember everything
Those eyes are his beautiful green eyes