i’ve been told
many times
that my eyes
are the color
of the ocean.
just like my
mom’s eyes.
the color of
the sky after
a rain storm,
young flowers,
a little lighter
than the blue
on a walmart bag,
a worn jean jacket.
i think i like
ocean the best-
i miss it the most.
Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 11:17 PM UTC
i’ve been told
many times
that my eyes
are the color
of the ocean.
just like my
mom’s eyes.
the color of
the sky after
a rain storm,
young flowers,
a little lighter
than the blue
on a walmart bag,
a worn jean jacket.
i think i like
ocean the best-
i miss it the most.
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