Deep brown eyes like a rich cup of coffee. She was always warm too; I could tell more by her aura than a touch. She was always sweet and sparkling, it showed in her genuine grin. I'm ever grateful that in my panic of first learning the people of a foreign place, her coffee eyes were the first I met. She guided me into sunshine serenity; inside I've kept notice ever since.
for the most wonderful angel i know, Tatum Thrasher