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UNDER YOUR OWN BLUE SKY

Take me to a place that I call Here, A moment’s pause for those who’ve gone
Hold me in a time that I call This Who still remain in the mind and heart.
The air is clean, the light is clear
And now an outdoor kind of bliss And now, under our very own blue sky
Draws me to a spot I really love; The rest of our lives can slowly start
The door wide open, the kettle on, And our spirits can begin to fly
A family that fits me like a glove. With memories of where we’ve been,

Those mornings we have yet to know
Those brand new vistas all unseen.
Love life, I say. And now, let’s go!

©Ian McMillan 2021