Shades

A Poem

I no longer match with black
I used to be so navy, so blue

Now there are lighter shades coming through
White
Beige
Pastels

Soft greens
Yellows
Nudes

How good it feels to be free
From those darker shades
Of me

This poem was previously published in Lighthouse many thanks to Alexander Semenyuk for supporting my poetry.

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