I have seen beautiful things before.

A sunrise in winter,

with the geese still laying down

on frost covered grass,

or the subtle pigments of a butterfly wing.

I have seen so many beautiful things.

Doors being held and smiles shared.

I’ve heard sounds of laughter.

I’ve witnessed time’s passing

during its best moments,

and sometimes its worst.

These eyes are used to wonder.

Underneath long lashes

they refract light in stars and sparkles.

They have seen rainbows

and the puffiest clouds,

they’ve seen rain pouring down

and sun shining on snowy ground.

I’ve seen enough to last me a lifetime,

each view a wonder—

at least that was what I thought.

Until I saw your eyes,

brown and beautiful,

leaving me speechless,

deeper than the Great Lakes,

more vibrant than any autumn leaf.

I have seen beautiful things before,

but in this moment I’ve realized

that there is truly so much more.