Red,
The summer sky is red,
scarlet ,
furious as my fathers face
after another one for the road
Blue,
the sea is blue,
shiny, shimmering and cold,
my mother, bejewelled, always shimmered
but to me she was cold
Black,
The night is black,
unwelcoming,
all consuming
turn that light out and stop your crying
black
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