Our Eyes我們的眼睛

Mum’s eyes can speak，

When she tucks me in at night，

Her eyes tell me I’m a miracle.

Grandma’s eyes don’t work like they used to，

But she sees all the way into my heart，

And can even read my mind.

My eyes sparkle like the stars，

Carrying tales of the past and hope for the future.

媽媽有一雙會(huì)說(shuō)話的眼睛，

夜晚，她總為我掖好被角，

用眼睛對(duì)我說(shuō)：“你是我的奇跡。（剩余64字）