Her Eyes Were Blue
Seeing the name on a gravestone grey
Wishing you had more positive things to say
The wind throws you around like a prized fighter
Rambling off quotes from your favourite writer
Always a cliffhanger, a wanting of something more
Getting caught in the deafening downpour
I remember your favourite poem
Twas an Irish blessing for your home
Seeing your name in lights
Embracing you on one of the coldest nights
You were so beautiful - a gem to compare
Eyes of blue and your sandy hair
I wanted to be an artist when I was a teen
I wanted to be a director - you'd steal every scene
I loved you with my whole heart
No need for auditions - you know you got the part
Seeing your name on a gravestone grey
Takes me back to my favourite day
Wishing I could hold you one more time
Always a Poet - I chose for my life to rhyme
Your beauty captured by camera flash
Always saving up for a coffee - having just the right amount of cash
Drinking my tea and seeing the world through the eye of a writer
Listening to your favourite chorus - waving your Zippo lighter
You make my world more blue and grey
I love you very much is what I wish I could say
One last time
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