23 januari 2017 Hans Nordsiek

Blue Skies

When all look bad and your life is at stake,
When all that went right is about to break
If every rule fails that you once held for true,
Look up and see, the sky is still blue

Remember the days when you were still young;
When the airfield alive!, is where you belong
No sorrows or grief were bothering you,
The grass was green, the sky always blue

Now that you are older, you may have seen
The grass is still there, but not always green
Mountains and clouds may obscure your sight,
And force you to land, abandon your flight

If all that has failed, is part of you now
And you feel for sure; this is the final blow
The best thing that’s left for you to do;
Climb higher and go where the sky is still blue