Color Me Blue

I have the blues

Sad
Lonely
Cold
Blues
But I also have
A secret love
For old blues jazz
That makes me happy
Even though they’re not
Happy songs
And also
Blue is sky
With fluffy clouds
Pretty birds

Sad
Lonely
Cold
Blues
But blue eyes are
The most beautiful

I must digress
There was a faded morning glory
In the grandmother’s old album
It was blue, but just barely
Because things fade
With age
But it was there
Because morning glories
Had been her favorite
And once
Someone had loved her enough
To remember

Sad
Lonely
Cold
Blues
But sometimes
Blue is all you need
To feel happy
And also
Christmas is red and green to most
But to me
It is white and blue
Because I always liked
The white trees
With blue ornaments
The best of all
So blue
Is
Sad
Cold
Lonely
But
It really just depends