colors

 Roses are red
but my eyes see blue.
The sky turns black
when the moon says to.

Rainbow shadows highlight the way.
See what you want to.
Watch what you say.

Excited children find the color wheel.
They always say just what they feel.

Color the canvas from white to whatever.
The colors you use are yours forever.

The colors you favor are droplets in time:
a minute, an hour, an endless design...
The painting is finished at our last breath.
Gone is everything you've said....