Shades of Blue

May 26, 2015

There are different shades of blue

As time passes my favorite color doesn’t change

As I grow older, my favorite shade of blue changes

For as long as I can remember my favorite color has been blue

When I was younger I loved the deep kind of blue

When I was five my mother bought me the cutest pair of pale blue shoes

From the moment I saw them I fell in love with pale blue

When I was seven, I got into a fight with my mother the day before she died

I got attached to the darkest shade of blue, almost black

When I was ten, my brother said I could have a birthday party

I wouldn’t take off the light blue dress my sister bought me for a week

When I was twelve, I watched “Ella” for the first time

I knew my wedding shoes would be clear ruby blue

When I was thirteen I watched “Barbie as the Island Princess” with my niece

I was obsessed with island blue and knew the dress in the movie would by my wedding dress

When I was fourteen, I saw the color royal blue somewhere

I tried to get everything in that color

When I was fifteen, I knew it was love at first sight when I saw mediterranean blue

When I turned sixteen, I came up with a color that has many shades blue

I know as I grow older my shade will keep changing

Till I finally decide saying my favorite color is blue, is saying my favorite color is different shades of blue

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