Human
I am tall, short, and there are some more of me.
I can sound soft, loud, or as I want me to be.
I am called a human.
I am caring and loving and there are alot of types of me.
I think of lots of things which would make me happy.
I look like the colors white, brown and black.
I don't know why there are different colors of me.
I live and die but my kinds are there after me .
Copyright © Homera Arefee | Year Posted 2010
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