Yellow Poem by Teagan Dalton

Yellow



My eyes! It's so bright but yet in some eyes its night… Dandelions blowing in the wind, picked by a child happiness of the color wrapped with feelings transcend. Wishful thinking, Faith in the good, positive thinking of the misunderstood. Internally I'm yellow! Externally, I'm more as Gold; cold, yet strong and mellow. When it all seems wrong, scream YELLOW! The hidden light of tomorrow without glare is with in me and you my dear fellow…

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Teagan Dalton

Teagan Dalton

Keller, Texas
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