I doubt I will ever
See blue skies
My weather is grey
And my heart red
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Great poem. Free verse is what it sounds like. lol but if not I'm sorry.
You can become the white tailed dove in your clouds Which drinks blue and blue without destination lost in the woods Lovely write here...las palabras para toda la vida...los pájaros adoran libertad
Lovely words but sad.... the sorrow was there and made this poem bleed with such beauty tears... Wonderful touch! ! ! !