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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

That layer of blue, in those 

mountains I see when I drive to your house-

a deep blue, a soft blue, and then the sky,

who knows where it goes to?


That layer of blue, the soft blue

the one that makes me think of you ?

the blue that overlooks the barn by your house

where we stood under while it rained

until it cleared, to a soft, deep, gentle blue?


That layer of blue when the morning comes,

when the sky goes from starry red to gold,

I think of your soft eyes, and the soft blue

of the words they carry,

the layer of blue I love the most, 

and I miss you so much.

Submitted: October 15, 2020

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