Motherless Green

She wanted princesses.

Pink, princesses

to be exact.

And I was

the opposite of that.

 

But, “lucky her!”

She said with glee!

“ Instead of 1 I have 2

with me.”

 

Two Pink Princesses

with big Pink bows

in a big Pink room

with big Pink soles,

of shoes,

of course.

 

I know she didn’t mean to be mean

but ,what ever happened to the color green?

Shiny, bright and neutral.

A color untouched by bias,

judgment and appearance.

Green can stand on its own two feet.

Regardless the sex, green is free.

 

Green, can wear a skirt or pants.

Green ,can have short or long hair

Green,

can choose whether today is earring day or not.

Green can be short, long, wide or tall.

Green potentially has all.

 

However, I bet Green doesn’t have a mother.

Because if it did, Green, would be Pink.

 

 

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