Antique Brass

Poetry

#Coloryourworld #Cyw #AntiqueBrass

It shines as the sunlight

bounces merrily off it

if you didn’t know it’s proper age

you couldn’t tell from looking

The glass reflects its maturity

in yellow haze reflected in the light

honeybees are attracted to it

mistaking it for a fresh flower

The tale held in the metal

hides the secret of its proper age

but take hammerite to ‘protect’ this precious art

would be like adding colour to the mona lisa

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