Well yesterday was so very grey. br Last night I met my friend and he said br “yes it’s been a grey, blue day”. br Why is it that when it is grey br A blue heart often comes to stay? br br Today I am hoping for, blue sky. br Perhaps the blueness from my heart will fly br to join the colour in the sky. br And leave my heart with a different hue. br One that’s full of joy and true. br br If only I can remember the colour it was.