Painted HouseA Poem by Madeline ShayPainted House My dream was to live in a house painted bright blue, with cloudy shutters and a sunny door. I painted my house and it reflected the sky back to my heart. But the neighbors complained and the town council made me paint it beige beige beige. Then I realized that that was what my dream was after all. Anyway, that’s what they told me. © 2011 Madeline Shay |
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