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Rejoice! For the skies are now blue
gone is the overwhelming gloom,
the stormy grey,
ousted by the cerulean sky.
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Now the sky is blue
my troubles seem faded,
lifted, the world seems lighter
life has taken on a brighter hue.
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Yes what was bothersome before
seems like a trivial pursuit,
gone with the clouds
are the troubles of yesterday.
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Yet when the blue skies
are long, set, here to stay,
the troubles have a way
of creeping back to the fore.
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So it seems,
the skies don't seem so blue
without the grey, dreary,
cloudy days.
About the Creator
Alexander Stoddart
The musings of a melancholic man.
Poems, stories and anecdotes to make sense of the world.

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