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They're Always Warm (Have you noticed?)
The shades of love
that come from mothers
are warm.
Not beaming
like candy-colored heels
or neon signs.
Those are for aunties.
(And they'll remind you too)
Not deep
like mahogany wines
or fresh blueberries.
Only grandmas
can reach those hues.
Just warm.
Like the leaves in autumn
just before falling
or amber protected butterflies.
The exact pantones
will remain unknown,
but the color of love
will always be warm
when coming from your mother.
Nicole Dixon
Nicole Dixon is currently pursuing an MA in English Literature, and aspires to publish a chapbook that focuses on color in unconventional ways. When she’s not doing homework, reading, or writing you can find her at the movies, an ocean, or most likely the library. 
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