His eyes were grey not blue,

It took her years to understand

At Dawn it had been colored,

At noon she couldn’t play pretend.

She had wondered long,

If this would be her destiny.

It’d always been her song,

First two then kids -a family.

Excitement once alive,

Had long since burned to ash.

Nothing left but peace,

How could she quitely pass?

Forever she had told herself,

The dream was peace indeed,

Perhaps it hadn’t been a lie,

But now she had to leave.