My grandfather Joe's eyes were brown
Much as mine are though they were grey
Until I was 15 or so; I called them hazel
After that. I have somewhere Joe's jeweler's loupe
Though I think he kept it for show. Except for things
Having to do with emotions, he could see anything.
I've seen him take apart a watch and look until
He saw the tiny speck of lodged dust which
He'd gently remove with a sharp needle.
"See?" he'd say but I never did.
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