Look into my eyes Can't you see they're open wide?

My brother and I circa the good ol' 70s. I dig his Fiji shirt. Dig my country girl dress. That's my kaleidoscope. I had a few when I was young. I still love kaleidoscopes to this day!

My brother is thinking, 'Gee, is this smile ok?... because I need to get to a potty'. Meanwhile, I am contemplating the meaning of kaleidoscopes. The eyes really are the windows to the soul, aren't they?