The sky is a different shade of blue.
The wind whispers of you.
My world is broken in two.
All I see is a deep blue.
You once were by my side,
Over so many miles we did ride.
Now the world takes on a different hue.
All I see is a deep blue.
There will come a day when we will be,
together again running free.
With a body and a spirit made anew.
Until then all I’ll see is a deep blue.
James Richard
Thin Soil 