Green thumbs, green hearts

There are just sometimes where we can't see the sun from the rooftops

We made jokes about red heads
as you told life you love it
and counted the number of years
he would have been in May

1...2..3
Sharpie markers tallied our toes
as you drew purple patterns on our shoes
 it didn't fit your cherry red eyeshadow
but young children are taught never to complain
why should the world change for us

Kiss and tell
was something we left behind
on rooftops we screamed from
(sometimes aggression is needed for freedom)
along with ideals
of heaven and love
because now we have cracks to trip
and tears to laugh
over

Author's Note

Don't know where this came from, though I'm considering blaming my headache and cold for it. Enjoy.

Image gotten from http://www.flickr.com/photos/49503185489@N01/3037550044

Reviews

[Ruth]

Its really good friend! Like the imagery and flow! Poppy