The Blue Sky.

Tree, Sun, Sunshine, Summer, Meadow

The Blue Sky,

Has not been good.

It has been asking and wanting.

It’s the man up there who is with us,

For we are trying to be,

Yet the time is under him to be,

As they can’t touch him,

Who is the biggest one,

We shall see.


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