I grabbed an old notebook to take some notes at a meeting and found a poem that I had to write for my creative writing class a few months back. When I read it after a long time and now that my life has changed it was interesting how different I felt about it. So here goes my silly little, now very dear to my heart poem.
The Colors I Saw Today
Awaken by a bright white light,
There's mucky tan up and right.
To the left the light comes in
Through holes in the blue curtain.
The bathroom's painted dirty cream,
and the mess inside would make you scream.
In the mirror is a freckled face,
With dirty blonde hair all out of place.
The clothes are the same everyday,
all Navy blue while underway.
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