Warm tan, toasty brown.
Clear the red! Flashing Red.
Splashing pink and orange horizon.
Cool blue. Icy blue. Watery blue.
Winding grey, road.Road to grey towns.
Yellowy petals and leaves,
dancing green out in the fields.
Purpley bruises wrapped in white cotton.
Silver and beige and black photos;
Nearly old white, forgotten.
Shivering dark brown and olive
Jumpers and overcoats.
bright floral orange and pink
again, dressed for hope.
Darker, lovely indigo evenings.
sparkling jewels, golden, silver, red,
blue and green stars,
from other skies, in other worlds
wating for,
new colours.
New.
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I'm sure every one who reads this will have a memory come back to them of a similar nature. Lovely use of words yet again!