My daughter has a yellow puffer coat
a bright bundle of color
skipping on sidewalks
A protest against the monotony of overcast sky
a wake-up to wonder color
joy reaching far and wide
What would my world be without her yellow?
She is the zest and zing of lemons
worth the weight of gold crowns
scent of fresh pineapples and papayas
and the hope of daffodils rising
A goldfinch colors the sky with yellow song
reminding me that God made yellow things too:
mustard and marigolds
cornfields, kong-namul, canaries
And the sun, oh the sun,
colored with burning bush-fire
and the wild scribble of kid’s crayons
What would we be without your heat, wax, and birdsong?
I am yellow
shades of skin and starlight
moonshine in the dark
reflecting the Light of all Lights
bright, beautiful, beloved yellow:
A protest against virus lies, superiority, and silenced lives.
2 thoughts on “Yellow is a Protest”
I resonate with the last sentence you wrote. > > A protest against virus lies, superiority, and silenced lives. >
Warmly Soolin 🤩
Thank you, Soolin – I’m so glad it resonated with you. I wrote this for us “yellow” ones.
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