colored thought
This poem was written by my 8 year old granddaughter, Kaitlyn.as I see colors, I think of you
you are my darling, my rose of joy
my angel sent down from heaven
each glance of your beautiful face makes a rainbow appear
somebody may say that you're bad,
but I say they're wrong
colors of the world look like you on a special day
when I see you, my colors glow
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