This Morning

If memories were mine to paint,

I'd dip my finest brush

In the azure sky above me

Here, in this morning's hush.

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I'd tuck it in an envelope

And seal it fast away.

I'd keep it safe, next to my heart

To give to you one day

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When all you see are cold, gray skies

And dreams start to erode

And dark clouds threaten to descend,

To press, 'til you implode.

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Alas, it's incorporeal.

I cannot keep it pinned,

So I will simply save my heart

And send it on the wind.

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