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Colors


There is a pile of light-blue Jumbled up with white It could have been left behind They're here often enough I try to make them leave But they end up staying here All I can think of is Those few colors As one color is mixing and mixing The other is being painted on a canvas While another is filling in the blanks To a mystery masterpiece For the perfect art piece of Light-Blue and White These few colors Add the finishing touches To make our world not seem so Black and white
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