Mood Measure

                                                Paul Signac

PINK SATURDAY

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MOOD MEASURE

Measure your mood, for good measure;

Take heed of your reply.

But first gaze at this lovely scene

This glorious pink-flushed sky.

See how it tints the water

With the glow from overhead;

See all the shades of colour

From salmon to almost-red.

Then ask yourself a question,

Silently, inside your head.

'Is it dawning or is it sunset?

Is the sun about to rise?

Or is it sinking in the west?

Are these morning or evening skies?

I believe, if you say 'Morning'

You're the optimistic sort;

Never allowing depression

To enter your slightest thought.

I believe, if you say 'Evening',

You err on the gloomy side,

Your mind has that sinking feeling;

A fact you cannot hide.

Of course, I'm just writing a poem;

I'm not your proverbial 'shrink',

But I think I've hit on something!

What do the rest of you think?

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GO! GO!

In the park across the way

There is ample room to play.

But not an awful lot of breeze

Ruffling the nearby trees.

Harry's trying hard to fly

His brand new kite way, way up high.

But it's something he can't master!

Twirl and flop!

Complete disaster!

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