Blue Is Always There
By SilverOaks
It’s a breeze
On a hot summer
Day,
A cool pool
That you could swim in
All day.
It’s the night growing
Darker,
And the air growing colder.
The bite you feel
From the frozen snow.
It’s the lullaby your
Mother sang,
Its the ever ending
Of the salty water,
Or the taste of the
Freshest blueberry.
Its the song of the jay
And the feather you
Find.
You find it throughout
The world but never
See how much it
Changes your life.
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