The morning she saw the blue fox
strolling down the lane
strolling down the lane
her melancholy rose up and drifted away.
She knew the natives had it right
that the fox symbolizes great instinctive
wisdom, and that the color blue paints peace
and contemplation,
and that sad is without hue.
and that sad is without hue.
2 comments:
"sad is without hue" .... hhhhmmmm I like your blue and yellow below... nicely done
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