Colours

 

Colours

Red 

The colour of my bride’s bouquet.

That was a long time ago, but

I still smile whenever I see you.

Yellow

The cat thought the lemon rind looked like a slice of the Sun.

Pity the taste was such a disappointment.

This can happen when you are guided by looks, thought the cat.

Blue 

Blue roses used to be white,

but they drank the dye.

So, now they are what they are. 

They signify secrecy and dreams,

unrequited love, mystery, and hope.

The handbook doesn’t mention sadness or tears, but

how could it be any different?

GloPoWriMo Day 22