A Blue Sky
When life seems like a pain
And living can be like hell
When your eyes burn like fire
And you just don’t feel well
When nothing turns out right
And everything crumbles to dust
When other people push you
And metal turns to rust
And I don’t think that I can take it
And I don’t think that you can too
Take my hand and hold it
I’ll take yours and hold you
And if things go wrong
And if they don’t turn out alright
You can turn to me
You, a beautiful sight
Hand in hand we can take it
Heart in heart for a while
Nothing is made for forever
So look up to me and smile
When all I can do is hold you
And all you can do is cry
When life is unfair to us
There will always be a blue sky
This poem is copyright © to Mike Davidson
1998