Memories of colours from the day before
The pure silk white of a tub of Carte D’Or
Wondering about the day that is to come
Daydreaming of colours that’s the rule of thumb
the green of the grass The sky’s brightest of blue
Colours filter my eyes to allow hues to pass through
I feel calm with a blue as softly I tread
Then turn a corner into a red
Red is the colour I have on my bed
Excitement and energy, passion, desire
Flickering yellow from a dancing fire
Mauve and purple give a majestic twang, to the lavenders scent
Even the hard cold gray from builders cement
Memories of colours so sharp in my mind
as the nights black of sleep leave my colours behind
then I awake to a brand new day
once more to open my eyes to mother natures bouquet