brown eyes

on the far side
of fifty,
your sister
has new eyes.
they took the old
lenses off
and replaced
them with
new ones.
no more coke
bottle glasses.
no more four
eyes, or kids
like me saying
horrible things
about boys
making passes.
but they are still
brown
like tea, dark
tea with a glimmer
of sweetness
in the twinkle.