Blue is the colour of my darling’s eyes
as he gazes at me
blue, the colour of a happy sky
the sun and clouds agree
blue and white, the colours
our football team displays
blue the mood swing when
the team has a failure day
Blue the favourite colour of some
who wear fashions in that hue
or the painted weatherboards
on the house of someone I knew
Blues music rhythm or lyrics
also take that cue
the sea bright or murky
claims that colour, too
It is becoming a favourite now
that I’m climbing in my years
blue mood envelops me
fear and doubt appear
but if I show my age
and not use hair dye
remember the old-fashioned bluish haze
in years gone by?
I am troubled in reflection of the years that washed away
but I will still be a feisty old bat when my hair is grey
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