Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Poem #737

Blue Skies 

Clear skies above us, 
Wind rushes past, cool and fresh, 
Whistling its tune. 

Soft blue envelops 
Us as far as we can see. 
Cloudless, gorgeous day. 

Beneath the warm sun, 
Green stalks create a soft bed, 
Holds us tight and safe. 

Blue skies, no limit. 
Nature’s endless beauty lives, 
Right before our eyes.

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