marrow

…stealing color –
marrow always
seeps to the surface
holding her apart…

harmony

…closer, closer
color shades her life with
Mother Natures palette…

…the day was dusty
she came in white…

….wearing color
her smile
held up the sky…

…always the oddball
she huddled closer
trying to fit in…

…did you ever dance
in wonder,
no, in awe
of leaf tears…