White
White as peace,
White as the sky,
Whte as a cloud,
Rolling by.
White is beautiful,
And endearing,
It makes me wonder
What I’m hearing
White is peaceful,
Not intenste,
It makes color
my favorite sense
Written ca. 1987 (age 9)
White as peace,
White as the sky,
Whte as a cloud,
Rolling by.
White is beautiful,
And endearing,
It makes me wonder
What I’m hearing
White is peaceful,
Not intenste,
It makes color
my favorite sense
Written ca. 1987 (age 9)
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