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Hand-me-down Blue Eyes

Curious and strong

That is how I was raised

by you and your guiding hand

 

Truth was a virtue, as was sincerity

in the life you built for me

For us

 

I learned to see the world through

your hand-me-down blue eyes

so similar to mine

 

I learned to embrace life through

your arms wrapped tightly around

my small shoulders

 

I learned not to take life so seriously by

hearing your laughter fill our cozy home

and my tiny ears with joy

 

I learned to embrace life through

your arms wrapped tightly around

my small shoulders

 

I learned not to take life so seriously by

hearing your laughter fill our cozy home

and my tiny ears with joy

 

I learned to hold the weight of the world by

balancing on your solid shoulders and

never being afraid of falling

 

Curious and strong

That is what I have become

Thanks to you and your guiding hand

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jenna-richardson
American
Published
Jan 13, 2012
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