Orange Poem by Rhonda Baker

Orange



Orange the juice to start your day
Orange the ball you use in play
The orange amber's that are left of a fire
The orange the day lilies that you admire
Orange the glow of the setting sun
Orange the pumpkin, when it's growing is done
Orange poppies on a soft spring day
Orange the taillights when as drive away

Friday, October 10, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fire,spring
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