Blue Skies, Gray Skies Poem by Sandra Feldman
Blue Skies, Gray Skies
We look at the sky,
Wonder why we are here,
We speak to the sky,
Praying someone will hear,
The blue of the sky,
Keeps us safe from all fear,
The gray heavy clouds,
Announce storms that are near,
The sky seems so real,
Yet it's but air and light,
A constant mirage,
Be it day, be it night,
Could Life be that way?
An illusion blue-gray,
The cold Autumn Wind,
Will just carry away.
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4/23/2024 6:29:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely poem, Sandra. And yes, I think life is that way
Thank you for the very nice comment Kelly, so appreciated.