Pink Colour

In whispers of dawn where the roses blink,

Lies a tender tale in the hue of **pink**.

A cradle of petals, soft and sweet,

Where affection and playfulness gently meet.

It dances in laughter, light and free,

A ribbon of joy, wild and free 

In the blush of a cheek, it softly play's 

A touch of tenderness in the sun's first rays.

**Pink** is the colour of a secret shared,

The warmth of a heart, openly bared.

It's the playful tease in a lover's wink,

And the delicate strength of a link.

In the twilight glow of a setting sun,

**Pink** whispers that the day is gone.

But in dreams, it plays and twirls around,

In a world where love and hope abound.

So, here's to **pink**, a colour so bold,

Yet filled with stories tenderly told.

A color of affection, tender and kind,

A playful spirit, in our hearts ever shine.