Cerulean

Blue is the color of the sky above,
A hue that's pure and true as love itself.
It's also found in oceans deep and rough,
And in the eyes of those who need no help.

The bluebird sings a song so sweet and clear,
And bluebells ring in springtime's early days.
The color blue can calm and soothe our fear,
And chase our worries far away.

But blue can also be a sign of sadness,
A feeling that we all must face at times.
It's then we need the color's soothing gladness,
To lift us up and help us find our rhymes.

So let us cherish blue in all its forms,
And let it heal our hearts through life's great storms.
Into the blue
Neill Young
My my, Hey Hey (Out of the blue)

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