a short poem about the color red.

a poem about the color red.

Red.
It's a color full of energy.
Red are the leaves on a tree in fall, on their last legs before returning to the earth.
Red is the blood that fills our body, making sure we stay alive.
Red is the sky when the sun is dipping below the horizon.
Red is the color of strawberries, their exuberant sheen peppered with little dots of yellow.
Red is the color of Mars, a planet in our solar system and an ancient roman god of war.
Red is the color of foxes, their sly presence bringing a touch of secrecy.
Red is the color of warning, stopping something potentially dangerous from happening.
Red is the color of courage and sacrifice.
Red is the color of life.

flowerdragon

IN

19 years old

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