La Serenissima Surprise

We thought her color wasn’t blue. We went

To Venice then and suddenly we knew

The truth. We learned that she was always meant

To find the right ensemble of a blue

So subtle that its lace and velvets showed

Up several colors—blue of polished lead,

A purple blue, a lavender that glowed

When walked out to Venetian sunshine. Read

In various lights it whispered like the rhymes

In perfect poetry. Embroidered cloth

Can shine in subtle shimmers like the times

That night light catches colors on a moth.

It happens she can wear most lovely shades

….Of blue if layered in velour cascades.