Family
Red
Red is Red Green is Red for me I see colors I am color blind I know Red I know what I was told is Red I know I like Red I know I like Green what you call Red Green is Not Red If Green is Red, or Red looks Green, I like Red Colors matter Colors aren't everything Colors make something Colors are deceptive, more shades Colors paint a picture Colors distract I can see colors, they make me feel I can see, I have other senses I know colors You don't know colors like me Colors are what we see Colors can't be seen Colors were named Colors are a name Love is Blind Love will make you see in deeper colors
By simplicity2 years ago in Poets
Little Things
A friend just went through a terrible tragedy. Their daughter experienced a freak accident and at the tender age of six she passed away. My heart has been heavy for them for several days and my mind consumed with praying for them. Thankfully, even despite this pain, they have a faith to hold on to, something their daughter had as well. This poem is inspired by a conversation I had with my youngest child on the morning I heard the news.
By Meagan Dion2 years ago in Poets
