Math Problem

It came to me in a math problem. Thought the storm was shining Only to find out my eyes were blue. True, grey has it's strengths, But blue will in all ways be my most coveted color. I don't mind that it's covered me up all of these years, I don't mind that it takes up The entire sky I don't mind That it turns purple When it sees red I don't mind That it's true. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/nakedpoetry/support