Green Eyed Lady Poem by Christina Sunrise

Green Eyed Lady



On my wine glass

there is an eye the

color of green,

like the oceans

where the mermaids

dream.

I almost broke

this wine glass

with my bike,

making the

hairs on my

arms begin

to spike.

The bar handle of the

bike did miss,

the Green Eyed Lady

without a glitch.

Shelly, who,

painted the

Green Eyed Lady

did confess

She blessed

this wine glass

like all the rest.

Now I know

Why,

Green Eyed Lady

is still by my side

whenever I want

to drink my red wine.

Written by Christina Sunrise on April 4,2011

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