The Bluest Sky
I search for sparrrows in bluest sky,
and toss my heartache into the wind.
But from the blue, to my dismay,
the cold wind blows it back again.
Then from Heaven's breath, my wide eyes
see a sparrow and a friend,
and a voice calls out from bluest sky,
"forgive and make amends".
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