Eyes

The eyes of the horse are dark like the lake at night.
While the eyes of the loon are rubies.
I have seen the eyes of owls twice, blue, grey and wide,
able to blink independently, the face is an orifice of time.
The eyes of my cat are different, one blue, one green,
and they run all the time, leaving her face a mucky mess.
The eyes of my wife are blue like mine.
The eyes of my grandson are brown like his skin.
They both live with me and help me to see.