Have you ever had your world turn to grey? No red yellow blues Just hues of black and white What thought made you happy And always would Didn't live up to all you put it on Instead of the Cookie Monster It was the color monster That ate everything out of me except... The biggest joys in my life I found to be hollow and I had let myself down By building it up Little did I know My world had only been painted with watercolors And now I'm at the end of a thunderstorm But the smell The smell, undescribable The word unique doesn't do it justice And no poet ever could The smell of rain, gave me back light blue... With my blister baring shoes off I make it up to my toes and aching feet And walk in the spring grass Cool and soft, in a plant way I look down and see a field of honest green The joy in my feet and the renewal from my eyes Meet half way On the inside And the warmth from the sunset ahead It starts getting back What all the black hues That crook Stole from me And now I've found true happiness In all these little things.Birth sign: Gemini
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