For all the colors are there.
And everything is so bright.
I love the different shades.
And how they look different in the light.
For it'd be dull, with none
What a scary thought.
The colors just always brighten a snot!
They shine so bright,
and warm the light.
For they are everything and I'd be nothing without them.
To be colorful
Is a blessing.
And a blessing I will not not take for granted.
For they are my everything.
And they can make anything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem