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The Amber Eyed Beauty

Ariel had beautiful amber eyes and raven hair,
With a figure that would make most men stare.
Those deep, dark eyes had a story to tell.
You could look into them and swear they cast a spell.

Those eyes had seen happiness and unbelievable grief.
A drunk driver had taken her husband like a wicked thief.
That dark night their lives were irrevocably changed.
Death paid them a visit and they were shortchanged.

A year later Ariel met someone new,
A friend introduced her to a professor, and a friendship grew.
They went to dinner, picnics, and to plays.
The twinkle returned to her sad, pained eyes in a haze.

Slowly her heart began to heal…
This new man made her senses again start to feel.
Love replaced the numbness and her pain.
Now her smile reached her exquisite amber eyes again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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J.T. Avatar
May 29, 2018 at 4:38 PM
Well done -JT
De Beaulieu Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 1:57 PM
So glad that she had healed. Have a nice day my friend.
Mcgrath Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 5:24 PM
Thank you Darlene. :)
Horn Avatar
October 2, 2017 at 11:14 PM
Great to hear something positive in this time filled with so much grief. I am married to a blue-eyed read head myself who was an NICU Nurse.
Pandit Avatar
September 25, 2017 at 4:51 PM
A story of grief, with a happy ending so well depicted-- a moving piece!
Mcgrath Avatar
September 25, 2017 at 4:57 PM
Thank you Vijay :)
Allison Avatar
September 25, 2017 at 4:38 PM
gorgeous imagery and with a wonderfully happy ending to the poem and what a stunning lady! :-) hugs Jan xx
Mcgrath Avatar
September 25, 2017 at 4:45 PM
Thank you Jan. I like happy endings too. She is indeed stunning! I wrote it for a contest called brown eyed, but the sponsor didn't want you to use the word brown. So I chose amber.
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