Blue Eyes

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I have hated 

blue eyes

for as long as I could remember

I always thought 

blue eyes

were pretentious,

rude,

obnoxious,

I could never love them,

despite me having them

myself.

But 

it's very funny

how things work out in the end

I love

a specific pair

or blue eyes

Those eyes 

look like a meadow

after a spring rainstorm

They hold a special place

deep within my heart

And I don't know how

or why

but that's how life works sometimes

and that 

is how it worked for me

These blue eyes

are

charming and ridiculous

And I can't wait to see

these specific blue eyes

again

                      Avery Leigh Sorensen

                           April 16 2014 

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