White
White
By Michelle Morris
27/10/2020
White is seen as purity,
In the peace of a dove or driven snow;
It is the reflection of all the colours
in the rainbow,
And of rarity in nature...
From the fluffiness of clouds in the sky,
To snow-capped mountains gracious,
In hearts pure and filled with joy,
White is a penguin's iceberg haven...
© Michelle Morris, 2020
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