It Is Orange Today
An orange chair caught my fancy, and my fancy’s fancy.
Of course I brought it home.
Yes, I paid for it first.
Hot feature. No other house could do it full justice.
It was too bright, too 60’s, too me.
I will never give I it up until I tire of it completely.
Then straight out it will go.
But no time soon.
Orange, my favorite color today.
Anyway, this moment.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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