Everything is White


everything is white ...

The towns and clowns,
Balloons and shoes,
The wedding gowns .
And the posted news.

The things up high,
Things down low,
Even the sky.
And the falling snow.

Teapots and tea,
Kettle.. Spoon,
Things on me.
The sight of the moon.

The stars are there... But I can't see
The night is white in this fantasy

Forever it is broad daylight,
Hence nothing goes to rest,
All because of the colour white.
That's scattered like a pest.

Everything is white.

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