Pale Blue Eyes
Waves crash against the shore
An old eagle cries.
Withered petals fall to the floor.
A soft wind blows and the Angel opens her eyes,
Her pale blue colored eyes.
They present the sun
The glory we have to hide.
Tears drip from down the hall,
A life that never got to live.
The Angel closes her eyes,
Those pale blue colored eyes.
Shadows in the breeze,
Love in the rain.
Waves crash against the shore
An old eagle dies.
Copyright © Morgan Corthell | Year Posted 2014
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