White Poem by Crystal Piatt

White



White is the colour of delicious milk.
White is the stitches of smooth silk.
White is the beauty of prancing horses.
White is in all of the mysterious courses.
White is the waves of the stormy ocean
And the exploding of a witches potion.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Yes, I know, doesn't make much sense but... I was like TEN! XD Haha Pretty good though fro an ten-year old huh?
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