Colors
Red is his favorite one of all,
Brown because it reminds him of fall.
Blue is the color of the sky,
White makes it feel like he can fly.
Green of the trees that blow in the wind,
Black of the roads that never seem to end.
Orange is so bright and happy,
Gray might make anyone snappy.
Purple maybe a bit scary in cases,
Yellow pretty hot and warm in places.
Pink can be exciting and wild,
But it all goes back to red for the child.
Copyright © Chris Mcafee | Year Posted 2018
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