Blue

Blue

Sometimes it is the color of my heart,

But most days it is the color of the sky,

The color of the sea,

The color of a bluebird, happy as can be.

The color of my father’s eye,

The color of a rainbow,

The scarf that I want to buy.

The color of my first car,

The one I loved so much.

The color of some music,

That sings of life and loss.

The color of my heart for some unhappy hours,

But not for want of trying.

I’m going to think of the beauty of blue,

To keep my soul from dying.