The Eyes

 Strollers on moonlit bays
Swimmers shimmer on nocturnal seas
The glitter of stars on dark twilight skies
The crashing waves frothy against the sand
Eyes , aye, in wonder, they see
Lifting pictures for the library of the mind

Mourners walk slow, behind the hearse
Babies crying for mommies’ breasts
Screaming children engulfed in flames
Of a war none can understand
Eyes, in sadness, they witness
Filing pictures bathed in tears

Lovers eyes meet over the golden circle
Toasted champagne on love just found
Hands entwined of golden couple
Loved and lived till gold turn grey
Eyes, with love, they watch
Filing pictures with gladness, wreathed in smiles.

The day is done
The race is run
The sun of life it sets
Eyes that closed for the last time
Memories of life are silently replayed
The library of pictures are then closed.