The Color of Love
The triumph of the redbreast
sweetly singing in the morning,
the torch of autumn, bold,
effulgent crimson, richly glows.
Sunset's fiery testament,
you in bright scarlet raiment,
sparkling in the starlight like a ruby,
and blushing like a red, red rose!
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2012
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