May 2014
Which do you prefer?
Sour or sweet?
Sweet of course,
It reminds me of kind words,
that I wish would've been spoken,
of every time i was helped,
the sweetness in their hearts,
Which do you prefer?
blue or pink?
though it's called boyish,
blue is my adored color,
It sits in the sky watching,
observing,
the day pass by,
It's a solitary color,
but has the smallest hint of a smile,
Even so,
it's such a lonely color.
Pink is happy and kind,
it sings from above,
easily talking to other colors,
I admire it,
but could never care for such a color.
Which do you prefer?
Sunrises or sunsets?
sunsets are my choice,
they end the day,
as every thing will eventually come to it's own end,
It sits on the hill,
a beautiful lonely sight,
it waves goodbye to everyone as they go about their life,
Sunrises are happy, hyper colors,
that pierce the night with a call,
waking up friends and neighbors,
so that they may see the sun,
such a talkative and friendly sight,
I admire, but can't care for.
So now I ask you;
Which do you prefer?
Sour or sweet?
Sweet of course,
It reminds me of kind words,
that I wish would've been spoken,
of every time i was helped,
the sweetness in their hearts,
Which do you prefer?
blue or pink?
though it's called boyish,
blue is my adored color,
It sits in the sky watching,
observing,
the day pass by,
It's a solitary color,
but has the smallest hint of a smile,
Even so,
it's such a lonely color.
Pink is happy and kind,
it sings from above,
easily talking to other colors,
I admire it,
but could never care for such a color.
Which do you prefer?
Sunrises or sunsets?
sunsets are my choice,
they end the day,
as every thing will eventually come to it's own end,
It sits on the hill,
a beautiful lonely sight,
it waves goodbye to everyone as they go about their life,
Sunrises are happy, hyper colors,
that pierce the night with a call,
waking up friends and neighbors,
so that they may see the sun,
such a talkative and friendly sight,
I admire, but can't care for.
So now I ask you;
Which do you prefer?
