It was a pure <br />bright day. <br /> <br />Purple mountain <br />resting its head <br /> <br />upon a <br />white fluffy cloud <br /> <br />wearing a bright green <br />forest on its feet <br /> <br />as if the world <br />had been drawn <br /> <br />by a child <br /> <br />who had just begun <br />to colour it in <br /> <br />& who every now <br />& then <br /> <br />coloured outside <br />the lines.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pretty-as-a-picture-for-lyn/
