Blue

When we are happy, not sad, that is when we are blue.

Blue ties all shades of earth together like no other colour can do.

Blue is rivers, lakes, the sea, and the smiling summer sky;

A touch of blue in every room - need we wonder why?

Blue flowers in the garden seem to make the others dance;

We planted blue to catch the eye and all around enhance.

So when we are contagious blue happiness prevails;

Sadness boarded the largest ship and o'er the horizon it sails.

Joan Adams Burchell

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