The walking color

by Rita hendeson   Sep 27, 2011


College has started and your here with me
we share our stories each and every day
your sweet and kind
no other could be
this walking shine of color

blues purples and reds
light up our room
only bringing smiles to my face

its never boring
its never bad

with my walking friend of color
so bright and so tall

your hair reminds me of life
so free and so daring
never holding back
going for The life

being your roommate
means so much to me
for i know we have a path
from her until after

this is dedicated to y awesome roommate Liz who loves to die her hair !

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