*I sometimes wonder what would happen
If I took a box of colorful crayons
Out back into the garden
And into rows I plant them
Would some grow into rainbows
For all the unloved kids
Who have not had happiness
Shown unto their little eye lids
While others grow into colorful things
Of pinks and blues, yellows and greens
That fill those kids heads up with dreams
Like cotton candy, waterfalls, puppy dogs, and parties
But alas some kids will never know
Of brightly colored festive parades
Without their colorful seedling boxes
Being nourished in magical escapades
So I'll take from the crayons crop
Bring them into town and hand them out
To all the kids that have never known
The beauty that colorful crayons can grow
For in the rainbow's loving care
Kids everywhere will be happy to share
Crayon colors spread all about
A cavalcade of joyfulness that will forever ring out*
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 7:08 AM UTC
*I sometimes wonder what would happen
If I took a box of colorful crayons
Out back into the garden
And into rows I plant them
Would some grow into rainbows
For all the unloved kids
Who have not had happiness
Shown unto their little eye lids
While others grow into colorful things
Of pinks and blues, yellows and greens
That fill those kids heads up with dreams
Like cotton candy, waterfalls, puppy dogs, and parties
But alas some kids will never know
Of brightly colored festive parades
Without their colorful seedling boxes
Being nourished in magical escapades
So I'll take from the crayons crop
Bring them into town and hand them out
To all the kids that have never known
The beauty that colorful crayons can grow
For in the rainbow's loving care
Kids everywhere will be happy to share
Crayon colors spread all about
A cavalcade of joyfulness that will forever ring out*
I haven't done a collaboration in so long I'd forgotten how much fun it was! Thank you Elizabeth!
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