Through the rainbow doors by Poppy

Through the rainbow doors.

Go through the the Pink door,
Maybe there is cotton clouds in the sky,
Or a flamingo balancing on one leg.

Go through the Green door,
Maybe there is a cactus trying to survive,
Or over grown grass in a large field.

Go through the Blue door,
Maybe there is a butterfly fluttering around in the sky,
Or a blue whale swimming with its friends and family.

Go through the Grey door,
Maybe there is ash from a fire that has been left on the ground,
Or a grey angry elephant.

Go through the yellow door,
Maybe there is a pile of fresh bananas,
Or piles of corn turning into popcorn.

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