Amber

Amber is my color
It's a color of ember
Remember December…
How cold it was - I remember
It is now November…
No longer October…

Amber is my color
It's a color of ember 
My mind is such a blur
I can hardly remember
The times we spent last November

Yellows and oranges are falling from the sky
Reds and blues are seen too, I cannot deny
Greens and purples are almost gone out of sight
Tans and pinks are twinkling like stars tonight

Grays and browns are also roaming away for quite a little while
Turquoises and lilacs float away like a feather for a marvelous mile
Violets and teals are fluttering away like a butterfly out of a captivity-bound cage
Emeralds and roses collide with each other and they are never, ever on the same page

However, amber is my color…
It's the color of burning ember
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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