Eyes

They are young or old;
some are cold
like windows to the soul
They see great strain
from all the pain,
Tradgedy,
sadness seen
They see many tears
from many different eyes
they even see someone die
But they also see new life
not to be taken light
They see many tears
lots of joy
they see the future
only seconds at a time
yet
They are young or old
some are cold
like windows to the soul