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Poem with stories about colors. I wrote it several years ago. |
| Pink is the feeling of happiness. The feeling we all yearn to find. The color of a small, delicate flower though trampled and fragile finds a way to stand proud. Green is nature. The pure, wholesome color. Green is life. Many shades, many stages. Blue is mystery. Down deep in the ocean depths. Secrets hidden never to be discovered. Sometimes seen from the surface though too far to reach. Yellow is blinding like the big yellow sun. You see it but nothing else. It's for those who do not wish to see. Brown is our foundation. The place on which we build our lives. Needed for everything. The dirt we walk on. |