Green, wandering eyes
Beneath the smooth brown sheet of hair
With lashes so light at the tips
Looking upward at the sky
A sarcastic comment
On her pink, round lips
Still chapped from the cold
Of a brisk winters day
It was the face of someone young
Free of wrinkles and scars
Someone ready to face the world
Someone who looked an awful lot like me
Nov 9, 2012
Nov 9, 2012 at 6:43 PM UTC
Green, wandering eyes
Beneath the smooth brown sheet of hair
With lashes so light at the tips
Looking upward at the sky
A sarcastic comment
On her pink, round lips
Still chapped from the cold
Of a brisk winters day
It was the face of someone young
Free of wrinkles and scars
Someone ready to face the world
Someone who looked an awful lot like me
