the colors of a crayon,
so vivid and bright,
like the people everyday,
that smile and laugh out loud,
red, yellow, green, blue and pinks.
the colors of a crayon,
so dark and gloomy,
like the people who at times,
can never cry enough,
where every day is as cloudy as the next,
gray, black, navy, brown and maroon
the colors of a crayon,
so vivid and white,
never forget the soiders,
who have fallen in a fight,
white remember it till the day you day,
pray for those who cry.
remember the colors of the crayon.
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I would like to translate this poem
I like how you used the colours of crayons to describe different type of people. Nice