Not much comes to mind now as I think of something yellow br Except that Beetle Song that happens to mention yellow. br br I do not care to cite a certain bird I know by name br Which of all living colors has a belly gleaming yellow br br And how can I forget the time that youthful Dorothy br Sauntered with her friends along that road whose bricks were yellow. br br So how am I to continue and finish this poem piece br If I can’t conjure more things which know the color yellow? br br Let me see — are there fruits I know with that color? . br Is it a lemon that’s lemon colored or all yellow? br br As I now recall, I can see there being in the fields br Some flowers still growing wild and proud of beaming yellow. br br And last of all, I want to close with one fulfilling thought. br I wish to be the one who hears that harvest moon yell, O! br br - October 5,2009 br br Published online Dec.21,2009 by The Ghazal Page in the Color Radif Challenge Issue. Go to: http: www.ghazalpage.