Blue

The smell of salt water,
That’s carried on the breeze.
The feeling of pearls,
They’re cold to touch,
But royal in symbol.
Looking like the sky,
On a sweet warm day,
Like the ocean,
On a serene, calm day.

The colour of my life,
Bright, light, sweet.
Deep, dark, sharp.
Day to day, shade
Changing on a pendulum. 

The colour of my veins,
The roots of my life,
The ink of my story 
Easy on my eyes.

My favourite colour,
Colour of my happiness,
Endorphins released
Whenever I get a peek.

©2021 Poppy B. Humble