Red
The color of an apple
picked from a tree
The color of my cheeks
when someone embarrasses me
The color of anger
felt towards a foe
The color of blood
from a nasty blow
The color of the light
at the end of the street
The color of love
which makes the heart beat
The color of the sky
when the sun descends
The color of this poem
from beginning to end
Copyright © Brianna Little | Year Posted 2016
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