Blue Days

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August 2003 Poetry

You were the rainbow,

that shined in my life,

after the storm,

that almost destroyed me.

Now the sun is shining,

hot upon my skin.

I burn,

my rainbow is gone,

and all I have are blue days,

with a numbing wind so strong,

my raindrop tears won't even fall.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-6-03

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