Beneath the azure sky, the world is painted blue,
A canvas stretching wide, with shades both bright and true.
The ocean’s depth, a sapphire gleam, a tranquil, endless sea,
Reflecting all the dreams we’ve dreamt, and all that we could be.

In twilight’s gentle whisper, the blue moon starts to rise,
Casting shadows soft and long, beneath the starry skies.
The night is cloaked in midnight tones, a mystic, darkened hue,
Where secrets dance on velvet wings, in corridors of blue.

Through fields of cobalt flowers, where the cerulean petals sway,
The breeze entwines in tender notes, a symphony at play.
Each blossom tells a story, in colors rich and deep,
Of love and loss and endless hope, in memories we keep.

So let us find the beauty, in every shade and tone,
For blue is more than just a color—it’s a feeling all our own.
In every dawn and dusk we see, in every wave and sky,
The color blue reminds us all, of dreams that never die.