Is it blue or is it green Is it kind or is it mean Does it move or does it stay To greet us on this very day Does it speak Or does it move Above the sun Beneath the moon A world so wide the sky holds on With a grasp of a giant’s one There is alone Only one sky On this Earth to protect this Earth And here it stretches far and wide Above the sun Beneath the moon A world so very wide The sky holds on With a grasp of a giant’s one There is alone only one sky To hold us here A far from wide The open world is so very wide Wider than you could imagine Wider than you could imagine Wider than you could imagine Or could you?
Poem I made two years ago. Thought I’d share it.
