Hues of orange splash the sky
Splattered like magnificent painting greeting the early commuters off to work
I sigh a little as I saw only a glimpse of it
I wanted to pause the moment before the busy day and just bask in awe under it
The sun showing its glow but not quite the full show
I take a photo of it in my mind and I smile inwardly thinking how beautiful the day will be
Like balloons I am colourful outside
But sensitive and fragile inside.
Playful, captivating, alluring
Also intelligent, insensitive, and all too caring.
Like balloons, I can be fun
Yet I can also be glum.
I burst and pop out joy
And also suddenly deflate and be annoyed.
I can be a pop of red or a subtle green
But also be blue and gray and in between.
I can be as put together like a bouquet,
But also, like balloons I often float away.
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She is grey.
black and white
Dormant red that has faded
She becomes blue
though her eyes are elegant brown.
Stare into them,
green as can be
She can be sunshine yellow
ah, pink tulips so dear
No perfection in purple.
She can be elegantly colorful
but prefers to be subtle white.
She comes into being
before fading into the background
And she is grey, once again
Red like the tulip or the inside of a watermelon
Blue as the sky and the deepest ocean
Orange as the sunset over the horizon
Green as the leaves or the grass in the garden
White like the clouds that differs in shape
Yellow like bananas or a lemon in your tea
Purple like the grapes that hung on their vines
The world is a rainbow full of colors,
full of life
Such a wonderful sight to behold
A sight that we need to preserve