Green, Hazel And Grey Poem by Luke Turamarama

Green, Hazel And Grey



I met a girl.
I nervously brushed my hand against hers
And stared into her green eyes.

I met a woman.
I pulled her into me
And stared into her hazel eyes.

I met my wife.
I intertwined my hand in hers
And stared into her grey eyes.

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