COLOURS I LOVE

I was on a train
a long time ago
before the age
of overpriced fares

It was trundling through
the Hampshire/Surrey greenery
which is always a pleasant break
from the urban

There was a kid
and his mother
sitting across from me.
The kid had his little face
glued to the window

We passed a field of
rapeseed,
"Oh, yellow" cried the child
"I love yellow"

It was a great comment,
short and sweet
on the nose.
I feel the same way,
I love yellow
too