Blue rose

Blue rose cries an ocean
And finds herself down a thousand leagues
A hungry clam calls her near
In her time of despair
He opens up and draws her in
And closes up his shell again
But her sadness has made her vile
So he lets her go
and makes her smile
Soon the ocean dries to salt
And blue rose sits alone with her thoughts
Dreams of sun and daffodils
Warming springs and autumn chills
Virtues of thankfulness, goodness and gladness
And the powerful,wonderful  wiles of sadness



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