She wore blue on her wedding day.
Blue as the sky
she looked up at when she
couldn’t believe her luck when they met.
Blue as his eyes
when they sparkled against the Sun
on their walks through town.
Blue as the ocean
from when they snuck away that one summer weekend
to the beach.
Blue as the flowers
as they bloomed after that one brutal winter.
She put on her dress with a glowing smile and
walked down the aisle only to find,
that he had put on a vivid blue tie.
The years have passed,
she twirls the ring of brass,
as she sorts through the bent old photos.
A tear runs down her cheek like a drop of rain
before the downpour as she
goes into her closet and sees that blue dress.
Blue as the sky was,
blue as his eyes were,
blue as the ocean was,
and blue as the flowers were.
She puts on a black dress and walks out of the house,
but turns around and changes into a dark blue blouse.