Clear Blue Skies

Clear blue skies

Imagine the opportunities

All so real

All just out of reach

Yet to touch the sky

Would be to touch possibility itself

But perhaps the magic lies in the uncertainty

Of whether one will ever be able

To reach those opportunities

To feel the sky within one's reach

To be able to hold the sky in one's hands.

Do you think you could reach that far

If only you had a hand

To help lift you up?

Perhaps if you imagine that you can

The sky will lower itself down to you;

Just think of those clear blue skies

Imagine the opportunities

All so real

All just out of reach.


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