Saturday, November 9, 2013

My Father's Eyes

My Father’s Eyes

Pale blue so calm to see,
If it feels cool, pale blue,
To touch the sky at dusk,
Sending waves across generations,
Layers that peel away

To find the source so true,

Primary color unwashed,
Raw and real smooth, pale blue,
Eyes, wells of deep wisdom
to a soul of pure pale blue.
 

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