Colors of the nature

During penning my poems and quotes,
I learned how to choose my poem category,
depending on which color I pick out of thirteen
I became loving this classification day after day
until one day came when I had a nice dream
I was dreaming I were roaming in my grove
that's a green land watered by Nile river
whose sweet water color appears indigo,
I was wearing my preferable gray spring suit
The weather wasn't so cold to have white ball snow
but rather a warm blue sky under the golden sunshine
I was sitting on a silver chair having my orange juice,
surrounded by various types of flowers and roses
like violet blossom and wallflower, pink roses,
red and yellow gladiolus and blackberries
and more often various-color butterflies
Sometimes my waiter likes to bring
me my favorite dark brown coffee
which I do prefer the most of all
During the dream I was dreaming
not to be alone who's such a nice dream
but to see all people with such glimmers of hope
Suddenly I had my cup of coffee fallen on my nice suit
nocking my head telling you've a poem ready to be penned

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