Yellow Is

I wrote this in 10th grade for my "color poem" assignment.

Yellow is the warmth I feel
When I see my newborn daughter.
They set her, a warm, wiggling bundle,
Into my arms for the first time.

“Baby, I love you.”

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Yellow is my baby’s giggling.
Her laughter as she takes
Her first step,
Says her first word.

“Baby, I love you.”

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Yellow is dandelions.
My daughter stoops down,
Blonde hair sweeping her face.
“Mommy, these are for you.”

“Mommy, I love you.”

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Yellow is the sunlight,
Dancing in her hair.
Running toward me,
Into my open arms.

"Mommy, I love you.”

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Yellow is the school bus.
The bus that takes her away
To school and back.
Such a smart girl.

“Mom, I love you.”

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Yellow is lemonade.
The lemonade stand she builds.
The money she makes through the summer,
Sharing her profit.

“Mom, I love you.”

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Yellow is a hug.
The warm hug my daughter gives me
When I’m feeling down.
The warm hug I give her back.

“Mother, I love you.”

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Yellow is giggling.
The giggling of teenage girls
As they tell each other
How much they hate their parents.

“Mother, I hate you.”

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Yellow is roses.
The roses she receives
From a boyfriend,
Sneaking out to be with him.

“Mother, I hate you.”

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Yellow is the sun, moon, and stars,
As they appear through the many days.
The joys and sadness of my memories.
The years flying by.

“Mother, I love you. Mother, I hate you.”

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Yellow is the warmth I feel
On her wedding day.
Yellow is the roses
Held in her hands.

“Mommy, I love you.”

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Yellow is the tears clouding my eyes,
When they give my daughter
Her newborn bundle of joy.
The warmth in her eyes as she looks at him.

"Mommy, I love you. Baby, I love you.”

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Yellow is remembering.
Memories are the old,
Yellowed pages of a book;
Always bitter sweet.
Yellow is hearing:

“Mommy, I love you.”

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

you have this innate ability to look so far into the future - put the moments on paper and illuminate it in the present. Such a beautiful poem - the things we go through - the "I love yous" the "I hate yous" the letting go. Truly a wonderful work.

[Addie]

That was soo pretty. I loved it =)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You brought out the true beauty of the color yellow with such beautiful sentiment, truly a wondrous and marvelous piece that warms my heart.

[Blackbirdsong]

You've given us quite a journey through the lives of this mother and daughter. Everything is here, beautifully written from stanza to stanza, flowing seamlessly through from the beginning to the end. 10th grade, wow. Clearly you were meant to be a writer. It shows from that early age.

[James K. Blaylock]

I really enjoyed reading this poem. And I believe that it is so true as to how we love and are loved... throughout this rollercoast-of-a-life.

[Jillian Alexis]

You totally blew me away with this write! I is absolutely beautiful, and all too true. It was a pleasure to read this wonderful poem...Hugz...Jillian

[Ladysue]

Dezaraye,
A beautiful story of a developing relationship. It brought tears of joy, laughter and sadness all in one to me.
Great write.

[Carole]

Excellent poem, Dezaraye. I would say this is stupendous for the 10th grade. You definitely hit every stage of life. Took me back to some of my mothering. Thank you for sharing! It's been a while, what have you been up to lady? I am sure you are up to your neck in papers. I remember those days. Hugs XOXO

[Diana Owen Busy with Li..]

a beautiful poem... it works really well.

[Sean M. Addams]

very well written and very beautiful in your imagery ...

[Emily B]

Dezaraye, this is beautiful. All except the "I hate you" parts, those teenage years are looming fast and furious. I'm not looking forward to the "I hate you's". It really is a beautiful piece!