Orange Poem by Lynette Lawrence
Orange
Waking up that January Morning
there was a shade of orange on my wall.
It was so war, - I started to reminisce -
I started to fall.
I tried so hard to erase your presence
- 'Cause You became forever absent.
Small things will always reappear,
and even if not, the orange if your shirt exists here and there.
© in 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: january,waking
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