Feeling Blue?

Ever since the girl, she left without a clue,

I have been feeling rather blue.

O Sky! You are blue out and through,

Do you feel the heebie-jeebies too?

Am sure you do, for you are rather blue!

There are moments but very few,

When you are dark and grey in hue,

I can see your anger brew,

Perhaps you did loose your shoe.

Or have been long waiting in the queue.

At times you are clear as an haiku,

I see the light shining through,

And your layers I can clearly view,

You seem to be happy as a cockatoo,

No care in the world, no deadlines too.

Sky, O Sky! Grant me an interview,

I would like to learn from you,

How do you cope, what you do,

When you feel out and rather blue.