There are so many shades of blue;
Different tones and different hues.
Not all of them are sad
Though blue’s reputation is rather bad.
The ocean is blue and the sky is too.
Brides carry something blue when they say “I do”
Say something naughty and the air turns blue.
What sort of blue are you?
Blue is a poem by Ms Moem.
This is poem 5 of the #DailyPoemProject. The prompt was ‘Blue’.
This is post 75 of the 100 blogs in 100 days challenge.