Blue Skies
Blue skies
Never did know
What is was
That made the word snow.
How could they?
They know nothing of clouds.
They see them never
They are blue
They have no shrouds.
But what if
The blue skies
Gave forth snow?
Would we freeze in the lies?
Let’s leave them be
Let them stay blue
Forget making snow
They need only know what’s true.
Rejoice in blue skies!
Don’t let them know
They’re pretty as is
There’s no need for snow.
(2008)
