Don'T Feel Blue
Where the Ocean meets the Sky,
let me fly.
~
Where the Azure greets the eye,
set me nigh.
~
When the Denim fits my thigh,
I will try.
~
When Blue butterflies flit by,
I feel high.
~
That Royal Admiral guy
makes me sigh.
~
Cerulean Iris cry,
don't deny.
~
Sprinkle Periwinkle dye
on my tie.
~
Give me some Blueberry pie
on the sly.
~
Gentians in blooming supply
satisfy.
~
When the Blue Jay calls nearby,
I feel shy.
~
The Peacock waltzes thereby
in reply.
~
The Bluebells nod their goodbye,
let me lie.
~~~~~
01.28.17
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2017
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