You are the colors in my world
The blues of the morning sky
The grays after a rain
You are the clouds in my life
Soft and billowy
Dark and ominous
You are the breath in my life
Cyclones and hurricanes
Lullaby whispers and sighs
You are the reason in my life
The sturdiness in the turbulence
The last thought I have when I retire.
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