"I know you're sitting in a sun spot..."
Yellow is his favorite color:
his sweatshirt vibrated
as brightly as the sun,
absorbing his feverish scribbling.
And now I see that the
sensation of warmth
and of life
and of spring
has bloomed a
timid,
vivid,
burst of color:
a daisy,
from the beams escaping
his luminescent attire.
"...and that makes you happy."
1 comment:
This was very beautiful and heartwarming. It made my day better.
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