Hazel

Stars of hazel fly across the night sky, 
And beauty fills the eyes 
Of an unsuspecting dreamer. 
She sits, 
Staring at a skewed reflection, 
Waiting for the quiet storm to pass. 
Stars of hazel bring light 
To her cold, dark world, 
And dry up the tears 
That have drenched the streets, 
And drowned her lingering thoughts. 
She stares at the stars, 
Her soul illuminated by 
Blue, gray, green; 
Each color a new face, 
Each purer than the last, 
Each bringing her closer to the dream 
She so desires. 
Stars of hazel bring 
Tears to her eyes, 
Blush to her cheeks, 
A smile to her lips, 
And she knows 
She is home.

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[Kay]

I think this can also be interpreted in a different way. I imagined the stars of hazel being the eyes of someone she was staring into and calling her 'home'. It's a nice poem. =)