What Color Am I? - Poem by Melissa Margaret
The sky is crying little droplets of rain into the deep ocean,
The night is cold and peaceful,
The hottest temperature of fire is as pretty as the rainbow,
The sapphire sparkles the color of crystal,
As pretty as the jay that flies in the sky.
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