Blue

I watched a bluebird on the windowpane,
as clouds began to stir with little drops of rain.
this boy drops his coin into a wishing well,
and the sun looks out from clouds at the ringing of a bell;

She watches idly from her land above the sky,
the boy chases dreams of rainbows as they fly;
do not give up hope, for love is ever near,
just as angels spread their wings and rise each night.

I will always be there,
whether I'm wrong or right,
I do not give in to fear
looking ever higher for the light.