It was a different day,
She knew it when She got out of bed.
It felt like a day of love,
So She picked out a dress in RED.
The trees looked brighter,
The flowers in a beautiful rage
The old woman, smiling,
handed out a free ORANGE.
The reason, She soon found out –
He was a fine fellow.
Tall, handsome and beaming
His shirt a musky YELLOW.
The girls around him blushed.
She couldn’t help but grin.
For, it might have been his presence
That made the leaves so GREEN.
She knew he’ll make her laugh,
She knew, to her fears, he’d coo,
She knew with him in her life,
There’d never be a day that’s BLUE.
She felt like this was it.
She had her ducks in a row.
His dimples melted her heart
His eyes a beautiful INDIGO.
As he walked towards her,
She knew she’d never forget
The incredible man in a yellow shirt
Holding a single VIOLET.
That day was a real life fairytale
One that was meant to be told
They held hands and he knew,
He’d found the pot of gold at the end of a RAINBOW..
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I read your poem. I thought maybe the girl was going to go along a path meeting new people and handing out oranges, but instead she got hungup on a yellow shirt. Cute guys do make the world a better place sometimes for sure though! Thanks for sharing.
Haha.. I didn’t even think along those lines.. It was all about the fairytale.. :p thank you 🙂
Lovely 🙂 I see that we are both fond of eyes of indigo.
haha ! definitely !!! 😀