a poem by M. G. Hughes

Isthere such thing as a color thing?

Orwas I just born under a willow tree?

Ilook around and see my town

Copperand gold and brown and ivory

Cometalk to me brother

Cometalk to me sister

Cometalk to me father

Cometalk to me mother

Isthere such thing as a color thing?

Orwas I just born during spring?

Ilook by my side

Isee you smile

Ilook behind

Isee my no faced twin on the ground

Lord!May I ask why?

Isthere such thing as a color thing?

Or was I just born where the mourning doves sing?

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