January 6, 2011
By 14Smile BRONZE, Evanston, Illinois
14Smile BRONZE, Evanston, Illinois
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The desert sun rises
Above the giant sand piles.
The rising sun awakens the child,
And she smiles.
Today’s a new day, she thinks,
As she slips socks on her feet.
Little did she know how lucky
She will be.

A wedding in the desert,
The child will
Have a dress.
Everywhere you look.
Nothing is amiss.
Sun sets as the
Bride and Groom kiss,
Securing their love

The author's comments:
I wrote this poem about a color, yellow. It is a paint chip poem. I really like it I hope the reader feels the same way I do about this poem.

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