Ballerina’s shoes and pigs; quite different at first sight
though common grounds however, will soon come to light.
The lipstick of your mom as well as raspberries can claim,
like blossom and flamingos; in a way they look the same.
A poem seems to fit right in, or at least I think,
Therefore I have always felt a poem must be pink.
Poem for Illustration Friday.
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This is lovely. I adore the softness and colors.
oooooh this is perfect i love it
and yes, i agree
a poem is surely pink!
I love this! For me poems are a yellowy-green,
Love this!! What a wonderful interpretation!