i'm like a weather-forecaster
on your radio
telling you it will be a hot,
sunny day.
"so, go on and have the happiest day.
let the rays of the sunshine reflect
against your perfect blanche teeth
of your smile
and keep your smiles all the way."
-n.d.
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blue | poetry ✓
Poetryhis name is blue. he's color blue. he thinks blue. he feels blue. he's always blue. ©aloeverasie2017
