Blue Sky

NATASHA This is a good poem, keep it up

I love your poem. I hope you do not mind my meddling. I wish I knew how to read Vietnamese so that I could read your lovely poems in your first language. My brain wanted to think of your poem in this way as I read it and I could not resist the urge to tamper with it. Please do not be offended. Beyond the blue, Nature's lovely skies. He held my body in his kind hands In the Prince William Hospital ER that day. Heaven 's gate widely opened to welcome me. My soul flew on the blue sky. My fantasy world begins at the end As if the sky were still blue And I alive until the moment of death.