I dreamed I drew

With dark charcoal pencils

On an off-white page,

A branch of a majestic old cottonwood,

Covered with birds

Of vibrant colors.

Alas my pencil

Did its best,

And in my mind,

Such lovely shades 

Of color on the birds.

But will anyone who looks on it

See anything but black and white

And gray?

-jenn