Crayons

[Wagner]

Crayons
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Light streams of blue, the happy gold,
They've all turned cold and lost their hue.
The red ones gone, the orange ones too,
Without their hue the world is cold.
The color's fade so distant.

Smiling purple laughter raised the bar
That fell so far in the grey thereafter.
Pink and yellow like flowers,
Green and brown the leaves,
Black and white the visions of old lost dreams.
The colors fade so distant...

I like Crayons!!

Nice Poem