That's right I've done it I've written a poem about the color orange
Orange
There is a word
A word with out friends
A word who has feelings
And believes the world may end
This word has a family but their all adopted
Color they have in common
But that's the only thing
There is word
Who worries about life
He fears the end with a great strife
There is None like him
And he is like no other
All of his family
They All rub it in
That he will never find
Single a friend
Who will rhyme with him.
Forever alone just like me
The color orange a word he maybe
But forever he holds a place in my heart
The brave little guy always try's hard.
-Inspiredteencrafter/inspiredteenwriter
