Blue and Gold

Cold the color of the chill

Out the window

Two dark fluffy Blues

Surrounds a peach like Gold

That is separated once more

By a light Blue

 

Blue Blue always cold

But no, this time Gold

Stands clear

Bright, welcoming

Shows a heat, warmth

Lost to that of the Blue clouds

 

Neither Snow nor rain would fall

Fall through that Golden light

But it fades away

Days light setting in the evening

Now the color of the cold takes the night