posted on : 2 May 2009
It was like a painting
turning colors to a white board
hitting strokes of The Beauty
and vanishing the grays
it was done step by step
the way you teach joy of forming words
to an adult illitrate
and the way each block
got rich with pastles and shades of red orange blue
and the town got painted red
so wear this maroon sweater
now that you know the color
and make it rich with your golden heart
as a prize from us, who did not know!!
Hey hes gone into the TV
the cableman waiting to go
and now hes back in his bedroom
listening to his woeing mom
such a cute baby he is
consoling mom with wise words of joy
and they bickering with the unscheduled life of their own
and in the joys of procrastination.
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