Mom pulled a trick on me,
made a beautiful chintzy
top with flowers in cerise
and purple tapering into
a soft lavender hue while
the fabric is shining with
small silver sparkles
Then she spoiled it all by
attaching a RED collar to
it; while I love an icy pink
mom adores red, though I
try to create monochrome
looks, mom loves a wild
confusion of colours
I draped an ice pink scarf
around my neck to cover
the offensive red collar, I
do not wish to offend and
will not say anything – but
the new blouse is just not
me, mom always puts her
Own stamp on things, she
dressed my sis and me in
red since we were small
and won’t ever get it that
I do not look good in red
as my flaming cheeks need
camouflage only found in
Cooler colours, zenith blue
and icy pink…
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