I asked the little boy who cannot see,‘And what is colour like?’
‘Why, blue,’ said he,
‘Is like the freezing water, surrounding me in the pool,
Green is the wind racing through the leaves with excitement,
Purple must be a dark cloud sending rain drops down, And
yellow is the sweet taste of banana cake,
The rage that people let out when they're angry; that’s red.
Pink is the fluffy candy floss that I like to eat, and
white is the plain sound all around me as I sleep.’
He Leila,
ReplyDeleteI really like your drawing it looks do realistic and so fantastic. Your poem also is peaceful and beautiful I really loved it!
P.S. Keep up the lovely work.
From Candice
Hi Leila
ReplyDeleteI really like your drawing you look like if your an artist, I like your boy poem how you said green in the wind racing through the leaves with excitement keep up the good work.