Warm Brown Eyes

My fifth grade teacher gave an assignment to write a descriptive paragraph about someone.  I’m not sure but I think I chose my Mom.  What I do remember is that I “failed” that assignment because I wrote that she had “warm brown eyes.”  Not only did I get a failing grade, the teacher also put me on blast in front of the whole class as an example of what NOT to do.  She lectured for what seemed like forever that the word warm is a description of temperature and you cannot possibly know the temperature of a person’s eyes.  Okay, okay ... I get it!!!

But here’s the thing.  All these years later, I respectfully disagree.  In fact, I am a devotee of the kind of writing that evokes emotion.  My beloved Frankie has warm brown eyes.  They fill me with warmth when i share her gaze.  She also has a fierce female spirit that connects us.  

She has started her medications and is being a champ about it all.  She is starting to get a little wobbly on her feet which is an anticipated side effect as she adjusts to the meds, but mostly she is My Girl.  My Girl, with warm brown eyes, a playful gait, and the closest thing to true love that I have ever known 💗