Saturday, June 11, 2016

Colour Me Happy




Neither red or blue, nor a shade of hue
Colour me happy with shades very true

No lies no deceit, or tales climbing high
Enough to live and love & some friends passing by

While looking back in life, take this note my dear
Its impurity of matters that I always fear

Fades and lust, though are shiny to bear
But love trumps all, mighty as sterling clear

Winds would be strong and storms be in search

But calm is a place, in the autumns of silver birch
(Samima Shah)

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