The Color Purple
She adored the color purple so she wore it
every where.
Purple clothes, purple feathers, purple streaks thru out her hair.
Regardless the season, regardless the fashion,
all of her out fits reflected her purple passion..
Some may have viewed her taste as repulsive.
Perhaps her love of purple was purely compulsive?
The last I saw her she was focused on her fitness.
She was at that purple gym named Planet Fitness.
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2023
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