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It’s what I look for in the eyes.
Light
A sign that “someone’s home”.
Indication that interaction is taking place.
Oh, how I love to see eyes that sparkle; eyes that twinkle.
Eyes that light up in recognition, anticipation, hope.
Young eyes full of life, excited to learn.
Old eyes full of wisdom, still loving each day.
It’s when the light goes out that I worry.
When eyes look dull, bored, hopeless. When there’s no more sparkle.
It’s a challenge: Bring light back to eyes once dimmed.
Join me? Who’s first?
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