Escapril/NaPoWriMo Day Nine

Today’s prompt: “focus on a colour.” I’m still not entirely happy with this poem (fellow perfectionists, raise your hands), I hope that you enjoy.

A Summer At Grandma’s –

Although I’m happy where I am,
And I love the colours of Halifax,
Every once in a while I ache for
The old hues and moments past.

When I walk out on my balcony
In summer and smell morning dew,
I remember the forest greens
Of Grandma’s country refuge.

I haven’t been there since I was fifteen,
But I can picture years ago like yesterday.
The forest green was in the trees,
And in her bottles of paint.

~ Essie

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