The Blues Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

The Blues



I know of blue,
the color, the shade
of eyes that were brown
when the blues were made.

I know of blue
the color, the shade
of skies that are gray
when the blues were made.

I know of blue
the color, the shade
of a heart that beat true
when the blues were made.

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Carol Fleming Klein

Carol Fleming Klein

Stoneham, Massachusetts
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