Courtney Ehman Poet Free verse

Blue Sky

Blue sky,
we thought everything was fine
but in truth,
nothing was.
It was a story,
a small story that will never return.
Breaking your world slowly
into tiny pieces.
Can't seem to see tomorrow 
through this black haze.
Helpless
crumbling
as the days go by.
Ripped apart by the hand of love
with nothing left to do but look.
Blue sky.
(May 31st, 2012)

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Ayesha Karim January 14, 2013 at 8:32 AM Clear skies are blue. I know that at least we have the present when we cannot see tomorrow. That in itself is one positive thing about not being able to see tomorrow you think more about the present than the future and what's to come are a series of surprises both good and bad. It's life...