Oh, crop!

By iShoot

Let color fill your day

She takes her stubby pencil of red,
desperately tries to show the tears she shed.
But the pencil shatters against her will,
the tears in her eyes just don't seem to spill.
So she grabs another pencil that's bright yellow,
her eyes bright and mellow.
The greens and blues explode across the page,
the colors turning into a stage.
Two young people stand at the edge,
their hands held together in a quiet pledge.
Eyes so quiet they bind in the light,
two more wandering souls finally unite.
Colors spill across the paper,
the tears in her eyes turning to vapor.
Her mouth turns up in a smile,
her lover standing ahead in the aisle.

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