Room of Faded Walls
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I was but a room of faded walls,
until a girl painted me;
soon, her hair became streaks of purple,
and she was dappled all over too !
I was left then- for many days of peaceful quietude;
now, art in many hues of mauve adorn me !
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June 12, 2022
Poetry/Personification/Room of Faded Walls
Copyright Protected, ID 06-1464-173-12
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Bite Size Poem No. 46
sponsor, Line Gauthier, Judged 06/12/2022
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2022
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