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The color of snow

White, It'll be alright. It's like a kite

 that flies in the sky, shines at night,

 it will be polite, and it won't bite.

 

With your white paper, you could

 write, and it would excite. It will

 reactivate your imagination, reunite

 smiles, and avoid fights.

 

It would never die because of the feeling

 inside. This may not rhyme, but

 white is the door for imagination, creativity,

 transformation, and innovation.

 

The milk color invites me to expect,

 frustrate, celebrate, and ace. It is 

transparent, not stained either

 blamed, however, is guilty of waking

 us up every day with the bright light that

 makes us cry. 

 

The day begins and white is already

 all around us, the light, the crayon,

 the sheet of paper, and even the

 uniform of a baker, however, It is

 believed that this color symbolizes 

peace, innocence, and relief.

 

Snow is coming, I'd better go drink

 milk with coffee, so my dear, let's leave

this poem right here.

Maria Juliana Perdomo 9B
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