Colours
Blue is the colour of the sky,
A warm global light of orange bright,
Brightens the day,
Grey cotton clouds pass by,
Above the white tipped mountains that I spy,
Forrest green trees gently stir,
Dancing in the air,
The day is a gift not to be missed,
Colour filled fields of shades of green,
Meadows of the brightest yellow I have seen,
A river flows it course under the bridge from it's source.
A memory that shall remain.
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