Treasure Island

Cathy Hodgson

(USA Ohio)

Red Crayon


Red Crayon

Feeling emotions are ample
Never too lone for whispers
I remember, you by my side
When there was no one

I remember you believed in us
Colors resounded like a red crayon
Allowing pages to be stained
Vibrant labor with loves intent

Creating masterful dreamy lyrics
Holding mystery with in my hand
Butterfly lit with fluttering empathy
Yet I believe it was all a dream

I rub the sleep from my eyes smiling
Alone I hold tight enchantment
Like a mellow song I feel emotive
A sigh renders melancholy release
I pick up my red crayon to color again

© cat hodgson

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

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