Crayons

w c

Crayons

 

He had a box of crayons

And colored all the time

With every picture precious

And special in our minds

 

There were pictures of animals

Dogs red and cats green

And purple dinosaurs

Depicted colorfully

 

Pictures on the refrigerator

Were ones that he made

With his latest work

The artwork on display

 

And pictures of our family

He colored with great pride

With our family pets

Always by our sides

 

Much of his artwork

We put in a book

Where they were colorful

And got a second look

 

One year he won a contest

And his family knew

That he colored like no other

And the contest was their proof

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 12th, 2018 00:14
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  • dusk arising

    Beautiful. Those magic pictures of childhood which is all too quickly passed. You capture the essence of this vividly here.
    I recall my sons pictures with a smile today. Thank you for that.

    • w c

      Thanks, d a. I always enjoyed seeing those beautiful pictures my son brought home. I can't help but smile at the thought of them. One day, I hope to see the artwork of my grandkids.

    • Goldfinch60

      The pictures of the young are so special. Good write.

      • w c

        Thanks, G. They are special indeed.

      • orchidee

        A lovely write w c.

        • w c

          Thanks, orchidee. I appreciate your support.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Children making memories with pictures are a real treasure and you verse them well here W.C.

          • w c

            Thanks, Fay! I miss those pictures on the refrigerator and hope to have artwork from my grand kids one day



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