Sweet Goodbye

They are blue and steady
Like the man they belong to
Kind and unflinching
As the tides rise and fall
Somehow he knows
Just what to articulate
When the winds pick up
And the storm calls

Too many questions
Not enough answers
Too much to do
Not enough time
Somehow there's joy
When the blues come calling
Somehow they know peace
Deep in the fur

The sunshine is covered
By rain clouds today
The flowers sigh
As they turn into fruit
Her petals give way
To so much more life
And his blue eyes smile
As he calls her his wife