From outside the theater

I see colors and black and white and grey.

A red,

White and blue flag waves wistfully in the wind.

And at five fifteen there is a yellow school bus

Parked outside the front office.

On the right of the yellow brick

A white building stands low to the ground,

While a symbol of God stands above it.

And the green trees dance

And the green leaves sway

And the red roof is still.

Beauty.

 

The parking lot in front is full of not colors.

Black and white and grey.

Some

Blue and

One or two

Red.

 

Sitting on the stairs

A home stands behind me.