Justin Boyd (12-12-96 / Chester, South Carolina)
The Color Blue
Blue is rippling waves
Splashing onto the shores of a beach
Blue is the big moon
Taking over a majority of the atmosphere at night
Blue is Grandma Helen's dress
With sparkling flakes of magenta bouncing rapidly as
she dances with Jesus.
Blue is the law enforcement
That protects this nation so strongly and courageously
Blue is the sky
That God holds so close to his presence.
Blue is the color of propane flames
Burning down whatever may get into it's way.
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