Our host Judi Opager encouraged us to write a Perspective Poem today.
Color My World
I sit at their feet
a warm foot bath
speaking my own language
they rarely understand,
coloring their world
in shades of their choosing
giving my full attention
to every detail.
We exchange few words,
mostly gestures.
They put on their shoes
open the door
and walk away-
leave for weeks-
but they’ll return
when the color fades
when life chips and
peels the artwork
on their flaking canvas.
Common Threads 