A Yellow Day

The first time I met yellow

it all started with a stinging hello

as my mom lathered turmeric

on a cut, like an experienced medic

to help it clot faster

leaving a yellow stain on her finger

showing me her love

without saying a word

as she cooked my favorite meal

of fried potatoes and dal

that radiated a warm glow

as it shown bright yellow

just as I took the last bite

out came mangos, to my delight

cut and glistening in their skin

so deliciously yellow, it should have been a sin

with my tummy full and tears dry

I gazed out into the evening sky

as the golden-yellow light coated my face

the sun pulled the last trace

of loving yellow, as it was done for the day

and couldn't part ways

with the happiest color

of which I was now a lover.