#1190-Blue
Like a mirror’s reflection,
Of those blue days.
Jagged edges,
Lurking everywhere.
Streaks of light,
Trying in vain,
To blend.
Dig in, wait, hope
It passes quickly.
Like clouds,
On windy autumn days.
Like a mirror’s reflection,
Of those blue days.
Jagged edges,
Lurking everywhere.
Streaks of light,
Trying in vain,
To blend.
Dig in, wait, hope
It passes quickly.
Like clouds,
On windy autumn days.