Life in Color

The color of a classroom wall could be just that shade of green.

Or it could be the color she sees every day that bores her to death.

It could be the color of his mother’s eyes as she smiles in the light of her last days.

It could also be that same exact color of a tie, down to the last fiber of its fabric, that he wore the first time he saw her.

 

But it could also just be green.

 

That red car she sees on their walk home could just be red.

Or it could be the color of her dress as he watches her hips swing to the rhythm of a heart felt ballad.

It could be the color of his cheeks as he kisses her goodnight.

And it could also be the same exact color of little velvet box in his pocket.

 

But it could also just be red.

 

That white she sees as she wears her wedding dress for the first time could just be the color white

Or it could be the color of the curtains that were drawn closed on their honeymoon in Myrtle Beach.

It could be the color of her first maternity dress,

And it could also be the color of the first baby beanie that he bought.

 

But it could also just be white.