Ode to Crayons

May 7, 2009
By Lauren Bice BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
Lauren Bice BRONZE, Clarkston, Michigan
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Aqua, Magenta,
tangerine, burgundy,
A waxy rainbow of untold
Filled to maximum
loads and loads of

Sharp blunt ends
pointing towards you,
Impatiently waiting,
all brand new,
You can’t help but
stare too,
Thinking to yourself,
“Oh what should I do?”

Slowly reaching
almost there,
Looking for the right color
You spot it, “Oh! Oh!
Right there! Right there!”
Snatching it
swiftly to only scribble and stare.

Now almost finished
a final touch,
One last fill in or
shape and such,
The waxy rainbow looks like a
little much,
Now lying all over like a
splattered colorful mush.

The previous perfection
now deceased,
The flawless rainbow
Now forever unleashed,
Wonderment, excitement, enjoyment
All that’s left is a messy, scribbled on,
unorganized sheet.

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