The Girl In Yellow
It was Sunday afternoon
As I walked down the road
Of puddle and mud.
The sky was crying
With her cheeks that’s gray
Like a baby in the crib.
And then I saw
This girl dressed in yellow
Smiling sweetly at me.
She waved at me
And I responded
With an honest wave.
She bids goodbye
And I continued to walk
To my destination.
The sky was crying
Yet i felt happy
Because a girl smiled at me.
And that was how
The girl in yellow
Changed the gloomy day.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
