Blue


Blue is a ripple on the surface of a pond

A night in the summer is coated in deep, deep blue

 A crisp blue October morning

A whip-por-whill’s soft whistle is blue

Raindrops are cloud’s blue tears

Blue is a waterfall streaming through the universe

A little blue forget-me-not in a meadow

Remembers to be blue

Blue is in winter,

and spring, too

The bottom of a golden fire

Always fades to blue.

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