Blue is a sapphire sky,
On a hot summer's day,
It stimulates the senses,
And lets you melt away.
Blue is the ocean,
Deep and crystal clear,
It draws you in and reminds you,
Of what you hold so dear.
Blue is a bird,
As wild and as free,
It never fails to give you,
The comfort that you need.
Blue is a forget me not,
Blowing in the wind,
It heals and protects you,
Even when the lights are dim.
This is an extract from a poem called "What is Blue?" by Mary
Did you write this? It's lovely.
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Beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteThank you both. No can not take credit for this. I should have added (and just did) that it is an extract from a poem called "What is Blue?". The author is only stated as "Mary". It is someone describing what the colour blue is to a small boy who is blind. Thanks for stopping by and saying hello! :)
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