Brown, Calm, Fields

Brown,
Ugly,
Gross,
Dirty .
this is
what others think of
when they see,
Brown,
But this is not what i see,
I feel calm and safe, warm and dry.
I think of my father worn and the safety and calm that comes with them.
I think of the peacefulness of sunny canyons,
And of happiness on a hot day at the beach.
I think of the strange of the desert,
This is what
Brown
Is to me.