Orange
In the morning or at night
Warms me up and gives me light
Like a miniature sun, painting the dull grey morning
With red-yellow sunbeams,
Freshly rising from the hot sun-bakery
Painted on the belly of the low clouds,
It stands out in any cramped crowd
(p.s. i know you already read it nghia, just tell me what you think of it again, i forgot what you said before)
I think it's very interesting, almost as interesting as that one time when i wrote an essay about milk. :D
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHA niiice. can i read it?
ReplyDeletehaha only if you go to my language arts class :D
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