about colors
about colors
So pale the rosebush on the verandah
is it because the night is so long and cold
the flowers look like the red purses
little girls have a few pennies in
kept hidden for her brother, a few
pennies to buy sweets for
I have lost the colors on my computer
it is gray, the spirit will not soar
like it didn't when I wanted to be a parachutist
I will visit the computer man
to bring colors back, even if it is artificial
and exude no aroma
the little girl sits at the back of the garage
furtively eat candy, but feel guilty
she should have shared the sweets
with her annoying brother, after all, she is
his big sister
In her hair, a red Gansho
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2024
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