Aquamarine
Azure sky,
gray sand too.
Reaches to touch
the deep ocean blue.
No clouds dare touch,
this cerulean scene.
As water, earth and sky,
make it aquamarine.
Water that sparkles,
mermaids delight.
Tiny particles pirouette,
like miniature sprites.
A draft blows in,
off the sea.
Gateway to escape,
all misery.
A simple prayer,
when my days are through.
Take me to heaven,
where green mixes with blue.
by ken snyder