My eyes are Hazel or are they? Amber, green and bluey grey.
Where did the colour come from? Not my mom whose eyes are like the ocean after a storm but my father whose eyes are almost identical in colour to mine in area, the amount of each and where they lie within the eye.
My eyes are unique, like my father’s and mesmerising to see. The lines of colour, another between the lines and a round area of another.
Their colour changes in light of the sun, florescent, natural or even dark. I love my eyes colours as to me they are not just the window to my soul but a gift to make me smile. They show my personality in ways and I am so glad their colours and puzzle design are mine.