Sea Blues and Baby Blues

We walked by the sea, a 50mm lens, some friends and a tiny baby.

The lens makes the boat seem father and the wee one closer.

There are blue ropes and blue boats, calm waters, low tides.

For our friends there are no baby blues, they’re learning and loving.

We watch from the sidelines, there but excluded for this world.

For the ropes and ourselves the weekend leaves us blue and yellow.

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{More blue at Beth’s}