Yellow is
Sharp as lemons
Clear as canary song
Pure as daffodils
That magic time just before dusk
When the world is golden as Rapunzel’s hair
A second-hand Easter dress
Too short in 1977 when I was 17
And yellow is
Glorious as the fear
of a girl on the cusp of lust
Susan Marie Watkins
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yellow-12/
