she guessed my favorite color on the first try. but between you and me I didn’t even have a favorite color until she yelled out blue. she was excited and smiling like a little kid so I told her she was right. and I haven’t seen blue the same since, it’s in everything. I could probably live in it now. she is the most beautiful pattern of beauty on the fabric of love. she is a poem, and a painting too! everything she said sounded like a song and every silence was music. she is an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart and a beautiful mind.