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Feb 2015
She was born into a red dress
Because the day was passion and strain
Her father kissed her while
Her mother bore the pain

She had a white blanket
Because she was calm
And she hugged it so
Tranquil and amazed at what she saw.

Her school uniform was grey
Because she missed her mother
And people talked to her
On the playground.

She graduated in a black gown
Because she was scared of what was coming
And was lost in the night
School had not taught her how to expect.

She met him in a blue dress
Because her feelings were between
Some loathing and comfort
And she managed to smile.

They married in yellow
Because the sun could not stay smug
And the moon was her companion
Like him that night.

She gave birth in a red dress
Because the day was full of passion
And she bore the pain
While her husband kissed her new one.

And she gave her a white blanket
And she saw her away in a grey uniform
And she watched her graduate in a black gown
She saw her marry in yellow.

And she died in white
Because she was calm
Because her old one was there
Because she had done well.
Another journey through colour. I don't usually do theme poems like this, but I like the topic.
Sombro
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     chimaera, --- and Santiago
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