World Spins Madly On

You,

If you were a colour you’d be red, I guess.
Brightening wherever you are,
Usually.
Having the opposite effect when
you yourself are dark.
People pay attention to you.

If you were a day you’d be Saturday, for the same reasons.

If I found you in my wallet you’d be a
£20 I forgot I had.
Perhaps a photo,
to someone else I know.

To weather you’re sun through
clouds after the rain, even though
you know
it’ll probably rain again.

And you’re a bridge across something that need never
have been bridged. But I don’t mind that.