Try Sipping Turquoise Tea
If grass was hue of violet
And buttercups were pink
That would be so beautiful
I’d have to stop and think
If rivers ran in purple
To oceans white and gold
A regal portrait that would paint
A vision unforetold
Yet are not green and yellow
As striking as a pair
And are not waters blue and green
As royal an affair
Why is it, color matters?
It’s only what we see
Much more below the surface
Try sipping turquoise tea
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