My Box Of Crayons Poem by Tina MacAdam

My Box Of Crayons



I have a box of crayons. Inside the box is a rainbow of colors. Everything from sunshine yellow to turquoise blue. I could color amazing bright beautiful pictures with my box of crayons. Some of them are new, some of them are used. some of them are broken, but they are no less colorful. I have a pad of paper to draw anything i want in. I could draw a beautiful beach somewhere tropical, I could draw a castle perched up high on a hill overlooking a giant forest. I could draw rainbows and sunshine. I have drawn a few pictures with them, but no matter what i do, they always come out dark and gloomy. No bright colors, no sunshine, no rainbows. I think the colors have all faded to shades of black and grey. But i will continue to use my crayons. One day I will have to buy new ones. Maybe then the colors will be different.

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