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Colour Poetry

December 25, 2014 04:40 pm | Updated 04:40 pm IST

A child in a cracker factory

Grey to me is my life without hope

Sometimes I wonder how I’ll cope

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Black seems like fumes I inhale

I also feel life is a strong gale

Blue to me is when my mood is down

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I always start to cry and frown

Red to me is when my heart bleeds

I wish to go to school and fulfil my needs

Green to me is a beautiful meadow

Outside my window I look longing to go

Pink and gold to me is a pretty gown

I wish to wear and go to town

Blue and white means Goodweave my saviour

I believe they’ll rescue me to make my life happier!

Thank you

I hope Goodweave will continue to save children

Smrithi Ganesh,IV, Kids Central High, Kotturpuram

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