I gaze to the cerulean blue
Clouds float by, life's brand new
Sorrow flies in a helicopter
Radio tuned to blues and jazz hoppers
Ice coffee to sip
Water wading, skinny dip
Here I sit, sunny day
Alone, not broken, trees sway
Roots not planted, seed will grow
Life's worth living, you know?
Hope is gone, lost is love
No crows caw, no turtle dove
I don't mind, I finally know
I got me, I'm good to go.
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