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"The sky is blue," you'd say
"It's not," I'd reply
An ages old discussion
Between you and I
Right, Daddy?
"We never argued, Mama
We discussed, you see
Discussions needed substance
Or else they would be
Colorless!"
Now who debates the blue sky
When we always knew
The sky holds all the colors
Every single hue
Has value
Mom always claimed we fought
Over everything
But it was just discussion
With a little zing
I miss it
I miss you, Dad...
It was what we knew
Reds and yellows, blazing orange
Greens and shades of blue
And everything that made us WE
Masters of discussion
You and me
About the Creator
Paula Shablo
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