The Giddy Sound of Yellow
The slow happy sigh of a smile,
The lazy eyes as they squint;
The brightness of belly laughter,
A scream as you land in the pool;
It warms you up and makes you squeal;
It's the sound of a road trip
with the windows down and the music up;
Smacking your lips a bottle of
ice cold lemonade;
It's the sound of the ocean as
you lie in a hammock,
The giddy sound of Yellow.
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