Saturday, March 17, 2018

Reflections on the color yellow while picking flowers - a poem from May 2017

The color Yellow
Seems only to belong
On Flowers and Stones
Birds and Butterflies -
Nothing Man owns
Except some Garments and Beads
But even in a Rainbow
My Eyes cannot seem to believe
The color Yellow
Where it goes
Is meant to be

24.V.2017
SHL.

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