Blue Eyes

• Chloe Gilland, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2017

Your eyes were as blue as a cloudless sky with flecks of gold resembling the sun that scene alone reminded of a vibrant sunrise
But your eyes could also be as dark as the deepest ocean with the flecks of gold turning into a raging typhoon
But they would also be as calm as a flowing stream with the reflection of the sun
And you would always look at me with those eyes that showed nothing but the loving feeling of the wind and the soft rainfall caressing my face and the flecks of gold creating the illusion of a rainbow those eyes were always my favourite thing to look at when I awoke and the last thing for me to see when I fall into a deep and peaceful slumber