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My Father's Eyes

May 26, 2016
By PonyTailGuy GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
PonyTailGuy GOLD, Hartland, Wisconsin
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The eyes of my family include an assortment of vibrant colors, our eyes can tell a story as our voices would do the same. My mother’s eyes are a deep shade of brown chocolate. These eyes exemplify the calmness and chaos that ensues in her busy days. My sister’s eyes are two deep pools of blue water. Envisioning the tranquil waves on a summer day or a destructive rainstorm of spring. My eyes are two green luscious leaves. A rainforest boisterous with exotic creatures to behold. Or a field of grass blowing against the wind.
As for my father’s eyes, they tell a different story. With two oceans of blue just like my sister, his eyes not only appear as serene watered waves; but detail his individuality as a content being. He inherits his eyes from Dutch origin, displaying the assertive and controlled persona just as his father before him. While his eyes may seem as two dull stones when first confronted, these eyes soon transform into two vibrant waves of joy rippling in a pond. Two joyful waves rippling in a pond.



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