The Color of My Eyes

Some mornings, I can't think of any part of my day that inspires me to choose a certain pair of earrings. Today was one of those days. I was already dressed in blue and lilac, with this sweater blending the two together. My eyes settled on this pair that I bought years ago at the Sawmill Center for the Arts in Cook Forest, PA. Today people told me that my eyes were very blue. Some days they are almost as blue as my dad's pale blue eyes, other days almost as green as my mother's. I still wonder how this can be. And those days when they are gray... how can that be?