Her Eyes Are Brown

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Title:     Her Eyes Are Brown
Author: Cotton Noe [More Titles by Noe]

Her eyes are brown, oh, Edith's eyes are brown!
I will not boast the midnight of her hair,
Nor yet because her radiant cheek is fair,
And like the touch of autumn's thistle down;
I will not swear I have not seen her frown;
She may be rich and proud and debonair,
For aught I know, I'm sure I do not care:
But oh, her eyes, her eyes are Edith's crown!

I've gazed upon the stars of northern skies
And breathed the perfume of the southern breeze;
I've listened to the boom of far-off seas
On mystic shores; I've seen the full moon rise
Through branch and bloom of old magnolia trees!
There's nothing like the thrill of Edith's eyes!

[The end]
Cotton Noe's poem: Her Eyes Are Brown

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