RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Colors Of Earth
Colors of earth, what can they be?
Silent pinks, creamy yellows, powdery whites?
If the world is made up of colors, what should we see?
If every other color is a reflection of white or an
absorption of black, how is it that we manage to see
so many colors and only seem to think in black and white?
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