Blue Poem by mike adams

blue, a color on the american flag.
blue is bold.
it is the freedom everyone yearns for.
blue has many forms.
it can be an innocent baby,
or a dark adult.
blue can even be a normal teenager.
it can be happiness,
or depression.
it is the ocean,
strong but fierce.
it is the rain,
bringing life to the planet.
blue can be a monsoon, destroying everything in its path.
it is the sapphire teardropp of all the pain in the world,
or it can be the blue eyes of a shy boy with an adventurous personality.
but even with its many personalities,
blue is pure.
it is a prime color.
no mix,
no mash.
it is the worlds canvas.
everything else just paints over it.