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Crayons
April 7, 2015
We are crayons.
I am RoseArt to your Crayola.
My rainbow is shorter than yours;
Your shades are darker.
My blood red is dull
to your scarlet.
My orange is plain
to your mango.
My lemon is bitter
to your sweet banana.
My cactus is prickly
to your guacamole.
My navy blue is shallow
to your royal blue.
My violet is unoriginal
to your lavender.
But when the child
rips open my package
in delight,
I am perfect.
© Ashley W., Rockford, MI
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