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Mar 2016
My rage is fiery red,
My greed as selfish orange,
My fear as noticed as yellow,
My willpower as strong as blue,
My compassion as vibrant as indigo,
& Last my favorite one,
Love as beautiful as violet,
All the colors of the rainbow,
Holds a little of everyone.
For all of us share these qualities.
who knew the good and bad,
Could mean so much to our personalities.
How beautiful are rainbows?
How beautiful are we?
A balance of the colors,
A site we are to see.
Connie Gross
Written by
Connie Gross  Edmonton
(Edmonton)   
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