Eyes

The eyes I see, staring back at me
looking so trusting and brown
The eyes I see are bright with tears and and pleading for understanding.
eyes without deceit, without malice or spite.

these are things they haven't learned.

I look into a pair of eyes, slightly jaded and frustrated.
they look to see how far to push
before my eyes turn red with ire.

two sets of eyes, so different and still so close.

Two sets of precious eyes for whom I have the task
of keeping safe, keeping sane, keeping happy.

what I give to those two sets of eyes..

Love that they can see, always.