While Colors... Poem by Anisha Nyambe

While I'm still blue
I'll write this poem dedicated to you
While my face is still angry red
I'm at the wake but to me, you're dead
While the grass is still green
I'll wipe your smile off my memory clean
While the skies, my emotions, are still grey
I'll remember to tell her you said, hey
While their faces are still purple
I'll never forget your annoying slurple
While your cheeks are still blush pink
In your shadows, I will shrink
While autumn's still brassy orange
I'll study the specimens of sporange
While lemons are still yellow
I'll pray to forget your awful cello
An while few colors remain as dull as you
I'll try to remember all we've been through