I pulled out a shirt today
Of which I have many colors
Green, my favorite hue
Deep pine, for Christmas season
I was pleased with my selection
I even adorned it with a festive scarf with white
Snowmen on a red background
I went about my day happily
Until I looked at my sleeve
Shocked to see I had apparently picked out a gray shirt
How could I have mistaken the color?
I wanted it to be green, my favorite color
Dark and woodsy like a Christmas pine
Evoking the excitement of the holiday season
Instead, I picked gray
Hard and unapproachable
Dark like an ominous castle wall
It was an illusion my mind created
Like the love I wanted you to have for me
Next time, I will look more closely
Next time, I won't create colors that aren't there
Just because I want them to be
About the Creator
Kathleen Anderson
I love stories. I love to read, watch, and create stories. Since childhood, the library has always been a sacred place to me. Writing transports my soul's hidden depths so the world can share them with me.
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