Violeta
Her name was purple but her heart was blue.
Her hair was golden brown and she wore it like a crown
Her eyes were green, the brightest you’d ever seen
Her lips were pink, soft as mink
Her teeth were so white, their luster so bright
Her smile so wide, could be spotted from a thousand miles
Her favourite colour was red, but it’s too late now, she’s dead.
Yemi Otukoya