I will take the rose red crayon and break it over a vanishing kingdom
that it may end in beauty after all
in colouring land
except that the marigold crayon is missing
and the sun won't shine till it is filled in
I coloured neatly for the most part
only a little straying outside the lines
when I spilled my cocoa
or when the grilled cheese
got a little too greasy
on Saturday evenings, or Sunday was it
let's go back and colour the evergreens evergreen
or blue green as it was then
leaving a blank space for the snow
imagining the iridescence
long ago.
mary angela douglas 21 may 2023
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