Sylvia Frances Chan Red Poems

Which day is it today, my dear?
Don't you know anymore?
So very sorry for you, it's clear
a new day as I remember, not day of yore
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Fresh Red Roses For Thee

I offer thee fresh red roses, my love
on this day after I have been praying to God above
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RED BEAUTY….

sweetest thought,
seriously remembered,
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Bordeau Red....

My favourite colour,
not too sharp and not too dull,
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Evening Red....

The sunset sky
is like death,
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Crimson Red....

Just a little lighter than bordeau,
fresher to watch at
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