Do you remember when life was orange
and you studied monarchs and milkweed?
Do you remember the scent of marigolds?
When was the last time you used your favorite crayon?
Do you remember laughing at tongues
orange from cheese curls and Kool-Aid?
Do you recall the time you got real Popsicles instead of the store
brand that you had to break in half and share?
Do you recall shooting hoops for fun? Dribbling between your legs to look cool?
Do you remember carving triangle eyes and noses?
Teeth were not your specialty, but you liked the glow of the candle
and the smell of charred pumpkin, so you let your father help.
Can you summon up the day you won a goldfish
in a little plastic bag? It lasted nearly a month.
Do you remember you always wanted small oranges—
tangerines that peeled easily or mandarin segments
in syrup that you could drink for a treat?
When was the last time you visited Tigger and Pooh?
Do you still eat a bedtime snack? You liked rainbow sherbet,
but always saved the orange for last.
Do you remember the tiger lilies next to the back door
against the blank white house, and the orange-black powder
that got on your fingers when you helped your mother
pull off the anthers to make them last?
Today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo was to write a “color” poem.