Blue Moon




              Blue Moon
              Blue Moon
              Not knowing what to do
              Only knowing life is, beyond blue.

              This has come to be known as never.
              Sung to a very cold, unfeeling tune.
              One would have to be lucky or clever,
              To find that only once in a blue moon.

              The search can be a source of many wonders,
              Or frought with such hopeless extremes.
              Writing into itself another of lifes chapters.
              Will it be of joy or will it be of vanished dreams.

              When you are tired of the sad story and song
              And you've lost the ability to feel.
              Come back to the world where you belong
              And search for ways to help yourself heal.

              Blue Moon
              Blue Moon
              Make it shine for you
              Never again to be, beyond blue.

              by

              ~ Bee Spit ~







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