She saw again,
the yellow bottom of the sea.
when she drowned,
in the memories.
of that two bedroom flat,
with pale yellow walls.
the yellow tea pot and,
the yellow photo frame with
a black and white picture
taken in 1953.
of she and her lover.
and she sees through,
his kaleidoscope eyes.
the days of yellow flowers,
and sunday mornings, and
the yellow summer dress. but
the sun now goes pale
and with her translucent vision,
she gazes, heavy-eyed, at the
faint yellow rays.