Jerilyn Bence
Looking Back in Colour
by
Jerilyn Bence
We met when life was black and white
And skies were always blue,
Our paint-by-numbers grass was green
It only had one hue
Love was just a kiss away
On lazy summer days,
Walked through yellow fields full
Of nature’s perfumed haze
We didn’t see the grey clouds come
For grief to fall like rain,
We didn’t know that life and love
Is pink and full of pain
Moving on we picked the shades
To colour in our world,
Drawing each encounter in
Our tapestries unfurled
Threads from here and there we found
And wove them into cloth,
With sepia and subtle tones
Bright red and black for wrath
Brown earth was where we beat our fists,
Indigo the night,
Silver stars for gazing at till
Morning’s dewy light
A flat and flimsy painting when
We started on our way,
Is now a rich and crazy collage
Growing day by day.
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