Shades: A Poem


The golden sun tempts me with its warmth,

But I'd rather stay in the cool shadows and dream,

Still, I'll rise to toast the day with a sepia-filled cup,

Wary of the endless gray waiting for me outside,

Blackened clouds shooting silver drops of doom,

But I'll splash in clear puddles reflecting tiny rainbows,

Until the sparkling rays waltz my way again.


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Monis Mas 3 years ago

So much color here... All dark, but it is painting a clear picture...

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Ebower 3 years ago from Georgia Author

Monis Mas: I'm glad I got the point across. Thanks for commenting!

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