A Box of Crayons

While walking in a toy store
 Some day before today,
 I over heard a Crayon Box
 With many things to say.
  "I don't like red!" said Yellow.
 And Green said, "Nor do I!"
 And no one here likes Orange,
 But no one knows quite why.
  "We are a box of crayons
 that really doesn't get along,"
 Said Blue to all the others.
 "Something here is wrong!"
  Well, I bought that box of crayons
 And took it home with me
 And laid out all the crayons
 So the crayons could all see
They watched me as I colored
 With Red and Blue and Green
 And Black and White and Orange
 And every color in between
 They watched as Green became the grass
 And Blue became the sky.

 The Yellow sun was shining bright
 On White clouds drifting by.
 Colors changing as they touched,
 Becoming something new.
 They watched me as I colored.
 They watched till I was through.
 And when I'd finally finished,
 I began to walk away.
 And as I did the Crayon box
 Had something more to say........
 "I do like Red! " said the Yellow
 And Green said, "So do I !"
 And Blue you are terrific!
 "So high up in the sky."
  "We are a Box of Crayons
 Each of us unique,
 But when we get together
 The picture is complete"

Contributed by: asharaj53 @ gmail.com

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