Hey Jennifer,
Remember your Little Red Riding Hood cape?
It was happy apple-red
You wore it as you walked to school
Your head deep in the hood
Your hands clasped underneath?

Remember your room on Egmont Place?
The sunshine-yellow walls,
The lemon-lime rug,
The wicker headboard on your bed
Painted pretty-princess-pink?

How about the velvet dress in navy plush
That Grandma sewed and Grandpa ironed
Till it furled like a royal robe
Or the purple jumpsuit of your Sweet Sixteen
That last great gorgeous splash before
Basic Black became the favored choice

Running through the prisms of your life
Crayola wands of every hue and shade
And now you’ve got a couch of cherry-red
And set it center on your living room stage!