I See The Sea Glass In Your Eyes, For Susan
I see the sea glass in your eyes green,
sometimes wet and shiny.
Next to stones the dreamy color of
turquoise summer skies.
Or ocean emeralds achingly opaque,
tumbled by uneven waves.
Nearby the Bell Vireo camouflaged by
beach crystal colored celadon.
Other pieces deeply violet mirrors to your
beautiful vision, so true it never lies.
Beach jewels more gold than coins in a
precious heart purse.
Use them like currency,
to trade away the darkness.
Then smaller ones in cocoa brown rolled in
sand like a sea sugar cure for starfish.
They scrub our rough spots smooth but
never all the way to their cerulean center.
Please, O Please
Keep that for us forever!
(Published spllwordspress.com May 2022)