With a Little Blue
To me
It's the water
And what swims within
It's the sky
And what flies above
It's the shore
And who comes for the view
It's the wind
And the freedom to breathe
It's the changing of the seasons
And the anticipation of a new start
It's the fight of the Bronzeback
And the Duck Feather Jig with a little blue
Roy L. Nave
