Colour me crayola
bright yellow,
reds and greens,
but know,
there is no blue,
i used it all up on you
This holds so much meaning. Very well expressed! ! Love it! AIAB
You paint effervescent sunrises and spectacular sunsets with the colours left to you when rid of blue... you paint well with words too..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know I love how you have no waste with the picture you crayated..