Just Nice · Poetry Why Red July 23, 2018September 12, 2022 Eileen Clark2 Comments Red bloodshot in his eyesDrinking too much red wineWife peeking through the blindsWhile he stumbles into the vines Red roses were sent to meNo card or note that I can seeWho sent them I’ll have to findOr else I’ll go out of my mind Clown cycling with a big red noseChildren laughing sitting in rowsOutstanding trainer with just a tapGets elephant dancing wearing a cap Red is a favorite color of mineNot just because I can make it rhymeYou’ll never guess, I do dareIt’s cause my boyfriend has red hair! Eileen Clark 2016 Share this:TumblrTwitterMoreLinkedInPinterestFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Share this:TumblrTwitterMoreLinkedInPinterestFacebookLike this:Like Loading...