The Beauty They Hold

Eyes can smile without a word,

A silent voice that’s always heard.

They light the way, they guide the heart,

A perfect blend of soul and art.

They laugh, they weep, they softly plead,

They hold the love our hearts may need.

They see the stars, the sun, the rain,

They carry love, they hold our pain.

A window where the soul can peek,

And show the words we cannot speak.

So treasure eyes, for they will show

The beauty in the hearts we know.

A little magic, pure and wise,

Lives in the beauty of our eyes.