Pink

Pink is a tear running
down a baby's face.
Pink is the color of a sunset on
a cold winter's day.
Pind is the love from
RobinHood when
he wins the hear of a
fair maiden.
Pick is soft like a kitten
in a basket.
Pink is the smell of a
rose after is rains
in the morning.
Pink is lace on a
soft pillow.
Pink is as soft as
my mom's cheek.

Lindsey
3rd grade



What is Red?

Red is the color of fire going higher,
and the color of a mean bull's eye.
Red is the sound of a dragon.
Red is the touch of hot fire
and a gun on fire.
Red is like a bomb ticking in fright
and a magician casting a powerful spell.
Red is a fierce dragon's blood
and a warriors courage!

 

Dustin
3rd grade

 

 

 

Purple to Me

Purple is the color
Of a cold winter day
And purple is
Sad in a happy sort
Of way.

Purple makes you think
Of a very deep ocean,
A mysterious thought or
A purple love potion.

Purple is the color of
A cloud in your dreams,
Purple is the color
of a sight unseen.

Purple is the feeling
That's deep down inside
The color of your hear
Right before you
Cry.

Purple to me
is a sister to blue
And a mother to pink
And a color to you.

Jamie
5th grade

 

 

Blue is the Rhythm

Blue are the tears
On my saddest day,
Blue is the ocean
To wash them away.

Blue is the sapphire
That glows in the light,
Blue is the moon
that shines at night.

Blue sounds like sad music
Mellow and low,
Blue is the bruise
On my big toe.

Blue tastes like a hot meal
On a rainy day,
Blue is the feeling of
A spring day in May.

Blue is the rhythm
Of beating drums,
Blue is the sound
Of annoying hums.

Blue is a very good
Color you see,
Blue is the rhythm
of you and me!

Lindsay
5th grade

 


 

Hugs from God

My dad's favorite flower is blue,
As is my room in the morning
When the sun streams in.
When a baby is born its eyes are blue,
As is a cloudless summer sky.

A brand new morning smells blue.
Like a bay by the ocean
When the sun goes down.
Freshness smells blue
Like a newbornbaby just from the womb.

An angel singing sounds blue.
Same as my mom when she says
She loves me as I wake up.
My sister's breathing sounds blue,
Same as snowflakes falling on a cold winter day.

Ice cream tastes blue
Also snowflakes falling
Landing on my tongue.
Pancakes on Saterday mornings taste blue
Also gooey chocolate chip cookies
I make with my mom.

A cool breeze feels blue
Just like sitting on cold,
Hard rock at a picnic.
Angel kisses feel blue,
An like when I'm sad
And God give me a hug.

Elise
5th grade