Settled On Green ~ poem

Almost Auburn locks 

But we'll just settle for brown 

Except in the noonday sun 

Or the goldenest hour 

When pretty things are prettiest 

And dull things are worth just a little more 


Almost pretty eyed 

Born black 

Grew up blue 

Told to be gray 

But settled on green 


Could be warm 

Could be cold 

Never sure 

Wear black 

It will never let you down 

Unlike a preference for silver 

Instead of gold 

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