Her Brown Eyes Poem by Juan Olivarez

She's just as fresh, as the morning dew,
Her brown eyes sparkle bright.
Like the paint on a car, that's still brand new,
Such a warm and tender light.

Like dew that sparkles, on leaves of green,
When struck by the morning sun.
Fresh, and bright, and new, and clean,
Every new day, thats begun.

That's the way, her brown eyes shine,
Everytime I see her face.
Those big brown eyes are just divine,
They gaze upon me with such grace.

1/6/11 Alton Texas