PINK CRAYON LINK

Written by: Kim van Breda

‘PINK CRAYON LINK’

A circle of pink—frightened at six, the commencement of the school system link
Classroom allocations and trepidation cleverly disguised by colour location
Dolls rosy cheeks and freedom to play, all disappear—dissipate remote foldaway 
A shrill school bell resonates-- response to line up education to read and spell

Our seating arrangements deftly planned to new desks all spick and span
Blank pages are handed out-- character analyses to write our names without any doubt
Carefully colours selected, each new crayon box, I elect pink from my little stock
The boy seated next to my chair decided he wanted my box to share
Having his own full box waxed colours to explore—I watched as he dropped my green as it broke on the floor

My young expectations -that first day of school started to shrink
My happy disposition—my designated colour—my opinions no longer tickled pink
Looking out the window where cherry blossoms crisscrossed
I thought of my dolls and rose quartz feathery candyfloss 
My playful happiness and spontaneity-- a protected rosebud
 I fell off my pink cloud with an abrupt thud