The Enemy of Perfection
By Elena Doucette
Alice blue of the sky is also the color of my eyes
the dark sea green of the grass tickles my feet as I run
the fire brick red of the child’s hair flows through the air as
the wind over powers the flowing locks in the air
nature is all around me, and I am taking it in
color is the perfect gift for I can see
color can be the enemy of perfection,
for not one color can satisfy my
creativity
I can see the gift that god has given
for me, color is the way of life