BLUE
Blue was the color of my sky;
Blue, like the smoke on mountains high.
Blue was my ocean when weather was bright;
Blue like the shade of the neon light.
Blue was your glow like a fine Sapphire,
like blue diamond tamed by fire.
Blue was my face when our love did die;
My blue heart was left asking why.
Blue may still be my tomorrow
until blue skies will tame my sorrow.
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Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2024
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