#30 – Colors
30/08/2017
An orange sky
But not where I am.
It’s travel day.
The airport is busy,
People jostling, pushing, hurried.
The mood has me in its grips,
I feel restless, nervous, tired.
It’s dark outside,
The sun rises later here.
– – – – – –
A picture of a sunrise far away,
Where she is,
Where I wish I could be,
Watching the colors change,
By her side.
