blue lady
Blue lady Once the wind took the dream, bringing a slight woe! With the sought silence, that comes with a loss, I fell into a distant and churning thought. Will the distant call return? Shall I seek a new path? Yes, the desire to find that, which was taken, I desired more then wealth will ever compare. Now, awakened, following realities routine, I compare. Feeling lost, with a dire mood, I walk the way of a bad tempered fool. When wisdoms way, took and gave a new way. I found a new day. One where the wisdom, is never fogotten, just reversed. A thought returning, dream so intense, I jolted with a joy of of inner self. Another, that I had met. The blue lady, so near and far, a hue of generous sight, inplanted into my mind. Aye, I can wait for the coming, a break, for my day meant dream. A needed and coming delight.
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