Red as the ever
Fallen blood,
Just after a sword
Was slashed.
Orange as a freshly picked
Carrot,
Still brown from
The rich soil.
Yellow as our
Bright sun,
Shining on
Very happy faces.
Green as all nature
Flourishing,
If only you just look
Outside.
Blue as the
Bright sky,
Through ever changing
Colors.
Purple as my squeaky
Rain boots,
Dewy from the puddles
Recently splashed in.
Pink as the blush
On a girl's cheeks,
After receiving a flower
From her lover.
Our world is full
Of colors.
BINABASA MO ANG
Poems That Fixed The McDonald's Ice Cream Machine
PoetryHere is a compilation of the poems I've written. some are deep, some are happy, some are whatever you want them to be. ✨ongoing!✨🌻
