Not Enough Blues

blue flowers blew
making her blue,
nothing seems true
missing her cue.

singing the blues
with all the crew,
drowning the views
not paying dues.

misty blue hues
painter pursues,
lost in the queues
having no clues.

colours have flew
in what she drew,
if only she knew
blues are too few.

dark removes blue
fears she does rue,
losses accrue
debt is still due.

God's love is true
grace restores blue,
blood's scarlet hue
her life renew.

Note: Sometimes it feels like there is not enough blue to paint our skies. This can get us down and make us blue! However His grace gives us enough blue to make our pictures complete, no matter our circumstances (the color of our skies)