I paint the sky on a bright and sunny day.
I glisten in the eyes of a new baby who has opened them for the first time.
I decorate gardens with hydrangeas, geraniums, hyacinths, bluestars, asters, and morning glorys.
I cover the webbed feet of the booby birds.
I flash through the crystal clear ocean waters making beaches picturesque.
I rage through a flame when it is hotter than hot.
I am sad and I cry, unable to be happy.
I am blue.
Children are capable of so much. They have amazing imagination and such genuine emotions. A goal as a mom and writer is to encourage both.
Thursday, May 25, 2017
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I Am Blue
I paint the sky on a bright and sunny day. I glisten in the eyes of a new baby who has opened them for the first time. I decorate garden...
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I paint the sky on a bright and sunny day. I glisten in the eyes of a new baby who has opened them for the first time. I decorate garden...
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