Our eyes are both glasz-
And though mine are duller than yours-
I feel honored to be blessed with a similar feature.
They say it means something magical-
To have ever-changing eyes-
That sometimes look greener or greyer in my case.
But they say there’s something magical about them-
And I don’t doubt it.
But I suppose I don’t doubt much.
They’re like mood-stones, our irises.
And seeing yours glow green makes me happy, since that usually means you are too.
We really are sisters in a vast many ways.
And I couldn’t be more honored to be chosen as your kin.