She never understood why green was envious,
For her , the lush greens were the most pacifying sight ..
Or why blue was always depressed,
‘Cause nothing more than a blue sky could brighten her day ..
Why was red always fierce, danger and pain,
Red meant love and only love for her ..
Happy yellows meant nothing to her,
As she was the night owl and beloved of the Moon ..
Yet the power of black was unquestionable for her,
Beyond all evil depictions, she stood high and tall, always in black!!!