January Blue
January blue
I awaken to a sky- of slate blue
The drizzle falls down, in a stone grey hue
Another dreary, January day
Must make my getaway, without delay
I fly the skies, on a plane called Jet Blue
With indigo shades, and an azure view
To a southern land, with hot Aztec sand
With nothing planned, and a drink in my hand
Next day I arise, to new sapphire skies
Can't believe my eyes, I'm in paradise!
Look! There's a peacock, and, a Macaw too!
So much to see, and nothing else to do
A local band sings Margaritaville
I've gotta go now, I can't stand still!
John Derek Hamilton
January 24,2016
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017
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