Eyes

Fox at night, glimmers orange, shining out against the moon,

Cat, yellow, green, reflected in the headlights as we enter our village.

Deer, sheep, yellow white. Ghosts.

Hare . Never did quite see, the magical soul vanished before opening them.

Pony. Moorland white again. All you can see of them at night in the shadows of darkness all around. Cute big and with gorgeous eyelashes during daylight.

People. Daytime. All shades . Myriad hazels, blues, greens, greys and Browns. Mine are three coloured with dark blue outside, grey centre and a splurge of brown. They ooze emotion. Love, humour, anger rage fear. Unless you are a complete fake with an empty smile.

The eyes have it.