Yes, I knew that you would be here tonight.
Yes, I know that your favourite colour is yellow.
Yes, I know that my nails are yellow.
No, I did not paint them yellow for you.
I painted them yellow for me. I painted them yellow because they make me happy. I painted them
yellow because they remind me of sunshine, and of daffodils. I painted them yellow because it was
the colour of my mother’s favourite shirt growing up. I painted them yellow because they remind me
of the stars on those long summer nights, when we were sitting on the beach and my father would
point out constellations in the sky. I painted them yellow because it was the colour of my favourite
dogs collar. I painted them yellow because yellow is the colour of canaries, and canaries are my
favourite bird.
Yes, I knew that you would be here tonight.
Yes, I know that your favourite colour is yellow.
Yes, I know that my nails are yellow.
No, I did not paint them yellow for you.
slam slam slam slam
Answer to the question: How do you close the doors of a four door grape? I will never view yellow in the same way again - nice write. - slc
Love this one as well.
Love this one as well. Always do things because YOU want to, not because someone else wants you to or expects something of you. Hope to read more of your work! :)
"A poem is never finished, only abandoned" - Paul Valery