ColorA Poem by ElijahSapphire starts the morning bright Filling our souls with joy and delight But darkning black controls the night Loading our minds with tremble and fright We decorate our yards with auburn trees And then they're pollinated by golden bees Crimson cherries fall onto the ground As we pick them up the bees provide sound Maroon uniforms fill the field As the quarterback has the football in wield Turquoise water fills the sea As we sit on our boat drinking brunette tea
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