My Choice

My Choice If I could be a colour And the choice was up to me I might choose blue like summer skies, or deep deep green of sea I may consider yellow Like a golden summer sun Or orange at its setting When the long hot day is done Perhaps I’d match a full blown rose In her gown of scarlet red Or blend in with the violets Asleep in the garden bed The colours in my paintbox After rain, they make a bow And now, the last but not the least, my choice, ‘soft Indigo.’ for Linda Marie's colour contest