I Like Blue Poem by Gert Strydom

I like blue
and my motorbike is that colour
and some of the clothes that I wear.

If I am happy,
my eyes changes colour from grey
to bright blue.

The lavender bushes in our garden,
are rather blue
than purple to me.

When the sun sets behind the hillock
there’s a wonderful scent in the early evening air,
that comes from the blue bushes.

a Blue sky with a hot sun
can do miracles to me
and I cannot get enough of summer,

but Monday or any other day
must please stay away
from that colour.