Grandmum

You are the yellow sunflower in your garden,

The gold cross around your neck,

The yellow rims on your glasses,

The sun glistening above the horizon.

You are the purple tulips in your vase,

The fuzzy mauve sweater you wore everyday,

The grapes in a bowl on the table,

The lavender charm around my neck.

You are the many blue shades in a crayola box,

The blue Willow table setting at rest in your china cabinet,

The blue ocean on Montauk beach,

The irises around your turn.

You are the white clouds that drift overhead,

The white light of the full moon,

The white dandelions of young wishes,

The perfect white rose in my garden.