I feel red like a snow sled
the big bow tie with vibrant thread
sweet apples, backyard shed
pain that's left from words unsaid

I feel gold like treasures old
the pages found in stories told
sunflowers, marigolds
shining heavens to behold

I feel green like a back screen
the meadows shown in nature scenes
flower stems, crunchy beans
velvet drapes fit for a queen

I feel blue like morning dew
the sky in which the blue jay flew
sad goodbyes, long boo-hoos
rain to make the earth anew