Color Poem
Pink,
Lipstick plastered onto a plastic Barbie Doll,
A ten year old painting her nails,
The familiar oink belted out on a farm,
Hubba Bubba bubble gum being popped in your ear,
Cotton Candy melting in your mouth at the carnival,
The potent rubber coming off a balloon,
The coming of spring filled with cherry blossoms’ perfume,
Your new fluffy slippers that slide across the kitchen floor,
My bed spread sitting comfortably on top of my mattress,
A talking Barbie Dream House that every girl dreams for,
Patrick Star climbing out from underneath his rock to start the day,
A refreshing quench of Sobe Life Water from a vending machine,
My smooth pen jotting down self-notes during the day,
Pink.
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