Eyes Of Fall Poem by james d nall,jr

Looking up at these cloudy skies
Brings me memories of your eyes
Not pure blue or brown or even green
If you saw them you'd know what I mean

I feel I'm falling as I look close
They're much more beautiful, than most
Sparkling blue/green with flecks of brown
More dazzling than any Queens crown

They seem to change with your emotions
Flashing and crashing like the ocean
But the best description I can recall
Is that they change like the leaves of Fall