There are many things’ through our eyes’ we see,
Images of life born to we.
Each day we awake, pictures are framed,
In our minds’ colors’ are named.
Blue Is one like an ocean or sky,
Green Is another such as grass or a dye.
Red Is hot, dangerous, and bright,
Like lava or fire when close to your sight.
Yellow Is soft and warm a lot like the sun,
Purple Is sweet like grapes eaten for fun.
Orange Is a fruit or a petal of a rose,
Maybe some candy or colors’ of your clothes.
Black Is a storm or the dark of night,
Sight taken from you or things’ not so right.
White Is milk or a polar bear,
A pair of dice or skin that Is fair.
There are many colors’ made to be,
A favorite for all and one for you and me.