As I sit and watch the blue sky,
I remember her powerful blue eyes.
Lost in them many times with a stare,
alone I view this blue sky and go everywhere.
Memories flood and bring me to the sea,
the Balos Beach she was there with me.
Portugal, Spain, Greece, and many more,
this blue sky brings me from shore to shore.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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