colours.

We paint too much a memory,
The colours so deep,
It were meant to last.
Blazing red,
You could feel the fire.
White as snow,
The purity that's felt.
As black as coal,
The darkness that's kempt.
Crystal clear as the water,
You could nearly feel it running.
The paint we used,
It was waterproof.
Forever, it stayed,
Lasts for a lifetime.