Before Blue Was a Color

Blue is only a color, whatever
Whatever colors our seas and skies
But this hue has not been in our spectrum forever
Nor has it colored our eyes
It must have been dreary outside back then
And what a sad set of iris to see
What, with no blues, did we sing in our music
And how great could poetry be
Oh, them folks knew not just what magic they missed
And oh how thankful I am that we won’t
I can’t imagine a world where blue don’t exist
And how blue I will be if someday it don’t

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