The Sky Blue




Back in early 90s when i used to be a kid,

Gazing at sky during summer evenings

Was my favourite time pass

Now when I think about it

I find that it is the reason

Why my most favorite color is

The sky blue.

But over the years this habit changed

So was the color of the sky;

It became brown, yellow, orange, a dusty blue

In fact anything but Sky Blue.

Two years ago I became a Kid again

I saw it again

My favorite Sky blue

Was present there again

My head was under the shade of

my favorite sky blue

but my feet were on the soil of Wales.

Yes Sky looks different in different cities,

But fact remains the good change

and the bad change it is there

all because of PEOPLE who change.


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