Blue eyes…

Blue eyes search the sidewalks for you as I drive through the town you live in.

Blue eyes search the park benches and the side walk cafe’s.

Blue eyes dart towards groups of teenagers, young men with brown hair,

always knowing I will never really see you,

but these blue eyes can’t help searching.

I drive through the town solemnly, knowing I won’t see you

and these blue eyes, these sad blues eyes, they miss you.

 

Response to December Writing Challenge.  Blue.

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