If All The World Were Black & White... Poem by Amanda May Moore

There would be no meaning in a clear blue sky.
No wonderful fireworks that fly
Within the beauty and sunshine of July.
No way of supply.
Everything may die.
Everything.

I don't know why
But that is so, don't deny
Try please try
To spend time on a 'hi'
And never be shy
Because that guy
May just defy
Everything.

When it comes to goodbye
Don't let it fly by
Leave some means of a tie
If you need to by all means cry
But remember that in the time that you bought
Everything

Everything flew by
All times held so high.
The fun that one cannot deny.
The love that it did supply.
Now, just try- try to rely

Rely on the time that is to fly
Fly By. Until Goodbye
Is once again hi.