Golden and Olden: a poem
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I’m sorry; I used the word “olden” incorrectly, but ya girl was desperate for a rhyme.

Golden and Olden: a poem

I see life in color,

While life for you is so much duller.

Flowers in my eyes are a pretty pink,

But blossoms to you drip black ink.

Rain to me makes me smile,

But you'd rather stay inside for a while.

Maybe I'm here to make your world golden,

Or you're here to make me feel olden.

Either way, you belong with me,

Maybe one day, you can see.

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