Whether open or shut yet always alert
The sentinel is always at the ready
Sometime I wonder when it is fully shut
Are they sleeping of just covertly spying

From a tiny wink of sorts when resting
To a full rounded dark moon when aware
The ever watchful gaze is upon me
No matter how far I try to move for view

I can almost imagine at is that a hint of a smile
Or is it just a trick of the light or shadow
It is as if in that certain moment in time
It appears that some pondering is in them

But surely no one can know of the meanings
And is it just my wishful thinking at works
How can a lowly human being but know
What this majestic creature is plotting

There are many wonders in the universe
Some as distant as the stars in the heavens
Others almost impossible to fathom
And among them is the pet’s eye