Red-glowing sun
lights up your life
heats your inside
nowhere to hide.
Go with the moon
cheddar its cheese
surrounded by stars
don't leave me yet, please.
Promises, deep
reached, only young
no time to weep
songs never sung.
Broccoli green
blueberry blue
purple lips seen
looks good on you.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispers-and-murmurs/
