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Your hazel green eyes Are like woods on a warm spring day When leaves have just unfolded And slender branches thick with sap Bend under the weight of songful birds. I look into your eyes and see A timeless world of sun and breezes, Of shade and dappled love, As I gaze from my sunlit doorway. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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