There are mornings I wake and my world has taken on a new hue Sometimes my lovely roses and reds have given way to blue Everywhere I look I see the azure drops hanging so delicately With the gentle power of one exhale it comes down to cover me It envelopes me like the waves of the deep blue ocean It can also twinkle like the cerulean of my eyes Does it creep up from a place of sorrow and fall like tears Or does it bring hope like the sky that holds our dreams My thoughts go to the … Continue reading Tears From Cerulean Eyes