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there are these deep set, vivid green eyes staring at me, transparent, yet saturated with the depth of long roads traveled, courses diligently charted, wars fought and won, some lost, but either way, she never gave up
their warmth tells tales of love, the kind which permeates her soul and never dies, the kind that grows and evolves, seeds selflessly sown and soil organically enriched with her bare hands
their penetrating regard alludes to a life with sharp edges, eroded over time by life’s river whose water was made less murky as she filtered out the shoulda, coulda, woulda’s to see deeper, to finally see clearly her own reflection
there’s something in her eyes that nothing earthly could ever extinguish; I have no doubt her eyes possess a radiance, even amidst life’s darkness
looking in the mirror, I see my oldest and dearest friend
hello, hope, I’ve missed you
*written in response to the Daily Prompt, friend.