Long Times

The blue, bright blue Of another summer day The blue, deep blue Of insisting to stay And then going The pink of a flower That just had a dew shower The yellow of nectar The bee its collector Flying fast The navy of night Stars giving off light Then the moon Silver, put me in a swoon The red of the blood in my cut. The orange of the sweet fruit Trying to find a new root Planted The brown of the earth Because it’s all worth Giving thanks for it all And the long time I’ve spent enjoying these