Who has picked up pencil colors,
Such deep red colors,
And lighted a little red fire,
on that pine shrub:
Who, O Who, has made
this red cardinal!
On this colorless white
morning, who made my
morning, lucky with red!
© Manan sheel.
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 2:45 PM UTC
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