White

White is all the colors.
White is the color of snow.
White is the color of the clouds.
White is the color of sheeps wool.
White is everywhere,
White is beautiful.
White is where heaven is.
White is sad, yet happy.
White is life.

The beach lay still, a silver streak of moonlight is all that quivers, in a life that many question exists. The stars hang low, blinking, beckoning, as if they want to come down to us and share knowledge of an ancient world. The water is bluish, yet green, and can be seen through, all the way to a dark dreary depth.

So once there was this girl. And this girl's skin was white. Not just not-black, but like really white. She looked like printer paper or a new porcelain sink. She was always cold because her skin couldn't absorb light or warmth. When she went outside on a sunny day, she was impossible to look at. Because she reflected the sun.

I wake up to early for the good of my mental health.
I work to late for the good of my body.
Anything, to keep up with the flood of bills coming through…
The open mailbox.
Things keep breaking; I raise just all the earlier to fix them.
Cows need feeding; I stay up even later to get them their hay.
Everything I do, I do not do for you
Dumping the precious white gold I gather and sell.

Beautiful Snow White

Simple contouring lines of a simply drawn face.
Dimmed thanks to a crystalline cover,
Surrounded by roses, posies, never fading in color
As time slowly passes.
A soft breath, so small, so light you cannot even see
Her chest moving.
Black hair, red lips skin so white it glistens.
Snow White, Snow White,
Beauty never fading...
Waiting...