Paint Chip Poetry (written by Yours Truly)
She announced this last night
On our cruise down the Danube.
I mumbled Something. Blue
Eyes stopped me short.
Those damned Regale Blue eyes.
Anger made me cold—
Cold as an Iceberg.
Mustering my Dignity, Blue
Eyes stopped me short.
Turning away, I told her,
"Go. Go and Soar."
Photo taken 10/2/11
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