are the colors of my life,
the colors of my rug,
the colors of my shower curtain,
and the colors of our pillows;
we went from browns, reds, and yellows
to these new colors when we
physically moved our location...
colors form the basis of my thoughts,
my excuses, my explanations, and
the daydreams I experience;
green and light brown vases sit
on either side of the fireplace,
black tables hold a purple vase
and the seldom used VCR...
we are not color blinded nor
are we color sensitive, despite
what social media says about
all the Caucasians here...
colors play with our eyes and
some colors we wear and like
more than other ones...
green is the color of our grass
in the summer and brown is its
color in the winter... when there
are no leaves of color on the trees;
we are simple minded folk that
do not mind a colorful life nor
will we mind a colorless death.
October 27, 2023
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