The Crayon Box
The colors in the box sit patient and still
Selected by the artist’s whims and will
Unfettered by time or the ticking clocks
Designed by what’s in The Crayon Box
There are colors brilliant and bright
Also the dark shades that color our plight
And nature wild like the redness of the fox
All contained within The Crayon Box
The mixes and blends that shade our day
As life’s circumstance come our way
The colors of life’s little building blocks
Found in the confines of The Crayon Box
And colors can be ambidextrous to see
Dark shades morose, lighter ones happy
The shades of one scene heavy as rocks
Then beauty from within The Crayon Box
All of us just pages within the color book
With different themes and a different look
All experiencing life with different knocks
All colored by colors from The Crayon Box
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