Wayward Blue-
Wayward blue
the open crisp skies the
floating cotton balls
the southern shores glow bronze
sanded warm still beach
Yet cool balming breeze
articulates me
New birth baby breath
A catalyst
Calming breeze cuddles me
As I look still at the horizon
Wayward blue
10/12/20
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020/
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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