My life is a beautiful blue.
Sometimes it’s full of shimmering tears,
Like rain on a window pain,
Or a reflecting past of silver mirrors.
Sometimes it’ sighs with wistfulness,
Like it’s longing for belonging,
Or enclosed behind a vail of mist.
Sometimes it’s a glassy silence,
Like night before light,
Or before midnight in perfect balance.
Sometimes it’s wrapped in quiet mystery,
It’s hidden and forbidden,
Like a gem without a history.
 Sometimes it’s a forever loyalty,
Like the realness of steel,
Or the sense of royalty.
Sometimes it’s a blushing shy
That hides my life,
But soon reveals the rest of me in a brilliant bright blue sky.
But most of all it shines with song and laughter,
With the whole of my soul,
In a bright, burning, sparkling, Sapphire.
My blue ring forever true.