Deep crimson red
Like that of a robin's breast
Rich emerald green
Equitable to moss in the shade of a forest stream
Strong royal purple
Darkest hues seen on the irises of germany
Soft dusty blue
Swung into existence by Ella and Louis, crackling voices adding a grainy smoke
YOU ARE READING
What I See
Poetrypoetry by me of everyday scenery Sometimes I upload in quick succession Be sure to check the part number, that you're not missing a part (even though they aren't connected by story line)
