Just Call Me Blue

He tried other names But none fit him like this Green was too fresh Orange, although wild like him, seemed paisley White was whimpish And he knew he needed a color name He went by Pink for a day Until his uncle caught him and nearly drowned him Not understanding that or his tap dancing Barely escaping with his life he ignored his uncle's suggestion To go by Bug, Spider, Worm, Snake or Rat. He was not that kind of man. His parents had left his name off for a reason They wanted him to be sure. He finally was Blue like the sky Blue like the sea He moved away from his uncle and loved his name And his life, never answering texts or phone calls from that Red-neck.