Primary colours disguised
As hidden costs within the price
We’ve come to take it back.
Drafting her top five favourite
Ways to take it and still leave it
You wont forget our names.
The words are all getting lost,
Stowed away like summer send offs
We’ve come to take it back.
Challenging your preconceptions
We are young, bold and restless
You wont forget our names.
I adore the first three lines
I adore the first three lines of the last stanza/paragraph bit
Much Love
Ashley
Forgetfulness
At 62 it is hard to remember names, so I write them down and forget where I left the note, but dizzylemons, well I'll try. About poem - it is its own marks in the world - be well, allets