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by Norman
Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2199196
I pondered and I wondered...
I lay down in a field of green
And stared up at the sky
It was a bright cerulean blue
With white clouds floating by

Cerulean is a funny word
I pondered as I stared
It may not be the proper one
To describe the color there

Yes, baby blue may be the phrase
That I was looking for
Did baby blue do justice or
Was there something more?

I pondered and I wondered
As I lay there in the grass
I contemplated as I watched
The large clouds sailing past

Hey, maybe it’s not baby blue
Periwinkle may be right
I think that is a color blue
But is it dark or light?

I knew it wasn’t navy blue
‘Cause that is awfully dark
Maybe it would look like that
When they came to close the park

I guess I nodded off a bit
And slept the afternoon
I woke up to a darker sky
And then I saw the moon

I pondered and I wondered
What phase that moon was now
Was it full or was it gibbous?
And what’s the difference anyhow?

By then my clothes were soaking wet
And I was stiff and sore
As much as I would have liked to stay
I couldn’t lie there any more

I stood up and it came to me
And all at once I knew
The color I’d been looking for
Was usually called sky blue

As for that phase the moon was in
Well it would have to wait
The ranger came to throw me out
They were closing up the gate

I wondered if the gate is wood
Or metal of some kind
Aluminum or maybe steel
Another thought to keep in mind

I pondered and I wondered…
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