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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

artyellowi do not know?

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