Colors abound, many unseen
Warm, cold and in between
Good, neutral or just plain mean
Perfectly flat or ultra-high sheen
Blackness paints the hue of night
Shades of gray fill the light
Morning comes all is bright
Gaze the sun all is white
Breathe deep, share the haste
Air fresh or full of waste
Seas of warmth or frigid ice
Hairs of decision some with lice
A spectrum of options everyday
Wheels and dials all have their say
Black or white, shades of gray
But choose we must somehow, some way.
The End
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Hey! Do I know you? I feel like I know you, your work, your name. Rhymesalot. Hmmm… Do you have other websites?
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Thanks so much for the visit. I don’t think we actually know each other, unless you live in Rhode island, more likely we’re acquainted through Tumblr 😁
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Yes it is Tumbler! I’m Musingsofagoddess!
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