My Family’s Eyes

My dad's dark blue
My brother's green
My mother's blue...
I had always thought
I had blue eyes
But it turns out I have
Heterochroma.
And sadness makes my
Eyes turn from their crystal blue.
LORD, let me have blue eyes.
There it is on the picture of my dad
His eyes, what they always were;
In his form which is always him.
And that is the right color---
Though I do have blue eyes
For that means I have joy
And not sorrow.