We view the world in blacks,
grays, and whites while you're
the one who noticed color as
you look back.

We only drink the words
that others say to us
and somehow you managed
to become each of them.

How does that work,
how were you so special?
So beautiful, so wise?

We wanted to learn
from you and truly live
and it's a shame you're gone
we merely wish to see
the world through
your bright eyes.