The Color of Love

If love was a color
What one would you choose
A bright red bouquet 
Or oceans of blue
The color of Fall
On a soft afternoon
Or would you decide 
On the color chartreuse

Would it be the deep green
Of a walk in the park
Or the brilliant sunset
As the day's growing dark
Maybe the color that beats
Inside of the heart
With so many colors
Where would you start

Could it be the color of Spring
As her flowers set bloom
A gold wedding bells ring
On a warm afternoon
A mud red country road
On which to whistle a tune
Or would you choose them all
If you could choose
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November 5, 2017 at 6:49 AM
I think love chooses all colors to nestle in our hearts. I really like this one, Mike.
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November 5, 2017 at 6:34 AM
This is a perfect poem Mike. I love your creative writing and it inspires imagination so nicely. Have a nice day. :)
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