Looking up above the bluest sight,
Mesmerizing beauty that caught
the eye.
Never once see the colors behind,
Adding life that surrounds the light.
Moment turns each passing time,
As one by one they fell and die.
Turning colors in every mile,
To once again, be another life.
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Short Poem
PoetryWhen thoughts are put into words and when feelings are hard to express.
