Thoughts Of Blue

Thoughts of Blue

 

So I lay awake with thoughts of blue, thoughts of you.

Are you proud? Am I truly safe and sound?

 

Or shall I awaken one morning,

With my mind ablaze and yours afraid? 

 

Is it too soon to say, "I'm okay?"

Or should we, for a bit, just wait and see? 

 

Could the future be bright? Or will it hold greater trials? 

Will I slip and fall again upon those hospital tiles?

 

Will you still hold me like I'm still your child?'

Of course you would - but, you wont need to.

 

For I feel I'm just fine.

I think I'm getting better all the time.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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