We can all make mistakes <br />and end up broken, <br />digging our own graves, <br />lives forsaken. <br /> <br />But it does not need to be that way, <br />if we see tomorrow as another day, <br />if we make promises, start anew, <br />as I am willing to do with you; <br />if underlying there is a true abiding love <br />that sees those bluer skies above, <br /> <br />Blue skies for you, blue skies for me. <br /> <br />Those skies were meant to be for 'we'.<br /><br />Tara McH<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blue-skies-6/
