A Thousand Different Colors

As I look o’er the leafy landscape,

A mass of flaming color meets my eyes.

It all looks orange and red and miles away,

I didn’t know it was a big disguise.

 

For when I stand among the falling leaves,

A thousand different colors surround me.

Yes, red and orange but also yellow peach,

The brown tones that I didn’t see before.

 

Sometimes I look and look, and I forget

That what you see and what is there

Turns out to be the opposite.

But I’m not asking you to share,

 

Your inner self, your feelings,

your thoughts—just know.

There’s more to someone

than they care to show.