Black Crayons

grandson favors the black crayon
he always picks it first out of the lineup
even his rainbows have thick strips of black
to him black crayons matter.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Romios Avatar
July 17, 2020 at 12:34 PM
Very, well done Panagiota
Wolf Avatar
July 14, 2020 at 5:58 PM
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! I wasn't prepared for that last line. I am howling away here in Chicago... Thanks, Anthony
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