Pink is more than a color
It means so much more
It is the shade of the walls
That watched me soar
Up high in my dreams every night
A little girl dreaming with all her might
Pink is the shade of the fluffy clouds
That float slowly by as I admire a sunset
It is the shade of the blushing cheeks
Of my future love who I haven't met yet
It is the shade of my dog's tiny nose
Sniffing everything wherever she goes
Pink is more than a color
It means so much more
Now I have a question for you
Does pink mean more to you too?
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Welcome to the Jungle
ПоэзияWelcome to the jungle (by the jungle I mean the jungle of my mind that I will express through the poetry in this book) ^.^
