Optimism is the norm
a shelter safe from any storm,
the cold war never battled here,
but we prepared until all clear.
From daybreak to the setting sun,
it’s safe in nineteen fifty-one.
The sky is such a lovely gray,
it looks like just the perfect day.
The stores and shops are colored pewter,
and my girl Lil, can’t get no cuter,
in her black and gray attire,
that girl sure sets my heart on fire.
Her eyes the purest shade of slate,
it makes me long for our next date
In the back of Dad’s black DeSoto,
until she demures and tells me NO!
Clouds are fluffy, billowed buff,
to attain the color is not tough.
This black and white world is a thrill,
it’s such a great life in Pleasantville!
(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014