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Yellow Crayon

I am a yellow crayon inside a crayon box I have no hands and no feet But if you like to color I know you and I will soon meet I’m not used as much as red Or maybe even green But I’m always lurking somewhere In every picture you’ve seen I am the color of the sun On a bright summer day I bring light to the world And make the darkness go away I am the color of a canary bird Flying through the air With its wings spread wide It can go anywhere I am the color of daisies That you pass by on the street Children pick them for their mom’s They make a lovely treat And I am the color of hope I’m there when people get down Just one look at me And I’ll get rid of your frown So you see I’m everywhere you look I’m in the picture on your wall I’m in a child’s coloring book So if you would like to meet me And have a little chat Just open up the box I’m the yellow crayon in the back

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/24/2009 5:42:00 PM
So charming and colourful! Neat rhyming and flow... Well done Christine!! Best wishes, Keith
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