Eye Don’t Know

My driver’s license says they’re brown.

Sometimes  they are green.

Sometimes they are hazel.

Sometimes they have funny gold flecks in them.

And sometimes they really are brown.

The older I get, the more they change – the more I am surprised when I look in the mirror what color I see in my reflection.

Back in the day, I loved the song “Brown Eyed Girl” by Van Morrison (right? Because my eyes were UNDENIABLY brown). But now? I mean, shoot… that doesn’t entirely apply anymore.

Someone needs to write a song for the girl with brownish-greenish-hazelish-flecky eyes.

Like, pronto.

About sarah

Sarah is a book nerd, a music lover, an endorphin junkie, a coffee addict. Oh, and a goof ball. She writes, she tweets, and she sings off key.

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