oh, the colors

Oh, the colors!
Burgundy, beige, golden undertones
wrapped around your neck,
so warm.

Burgundy, beige, golden undertones
cover this cold winter's floor.
So warm
were once the hands of these boys.

This cold winter's floor is stained
like children's sticky hands on laundered cloth.
The hands of these boys
once held hands, squeezed tight.

Children's sticky hands on laundered cloth
chill the bone, warm the heart.
Once these held hands squeezed tight,
now wave a soft goodbye.

Chilled to the bone, warm hearts
yearn for the lost and the left behind.
Waving a soft goodbye,
they wait for signs of spring.

I yearn for the lost and the left behind
with my hands wrapped around my neck
I wait for the signs of spring.
Oh, the colors!