
Childhood is bright,
wide eyed and gasps.
Childhood means light,
Everlast dimensions with colors that can only be imagined.
Tiny bodies transform,
they feel the colors in their thoughts.
Tiny bodies run,
their energy wraps around their heart.
These colors become the emotions of the past,
these colors become triggers.
Triggers that can only last,
triggers that become thicker.
The mind screams in yellow,
it settles in blue demise.
Red & white checkered umbrellas
they carry all of her thoughts.
Rediscovering life is green
& death is opaque.
As she stands still to memorize the moment she's in,
every color drapes around her entire existence.
This is her introduction to life,
colores become a reminder that's she's alive.



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