Orange Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Orange
The orange of sherbert,
Hit my taste buds so strong.
The orange of horizon,
Seemed a color so wrong.
It hit my mood and it swayed.
Longing for a warm and place so safe.
Wanting exalted happiness,
Then I was gifted with it.
The orange on the orange tree,
This color lit up bright.
It's color made me happy.
It was the color that was right.
Monday, September 23, 2013
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