A Poem About Blue
Before I knew you,
I was always blue.
Before we met,
I would always fret.
Blue was as happy as I could get.
The blues used to be my choice of tune,
Until that blue-skied day in June.
Now, we sing and dance with the moon.
Looking in your sapphire eyes filled with love,
I know you are a gift from above.
With you, my spirit soars like a dove.
In happiness I am dressed,
With you I am no longer depressed.
As a team, we are the best.
Blue is no longer a color I hate,
But the color of shirt you wore on our first date.
From that day on, you were my soulmate.
Copyright May 2018