Go and open the red door, maybe you will see…

rosy  red cheeks blushing like ruby  gems glistening in the sunlight.

or maybe a dragons scary scarlet eye blinking as you take a large step to the side.

there could be a town setting ablaze with fire the snickered and laughed as you run for your life.

Go and open the sunshine yellow door , maybe you will see…

a reflective jacket screaming at the nearest car to lower there speed.

or possibly the welcoming sunshine to warm us dreary dwellers of the dripping rain.

maybe it could be the soft as silk sand sticking to you as you run away from a crab.

Go and open the emerald green door , maybe you will see …

a kind kowala nibbleing on some equecaliptus leaf while soundly sleeping on a branch.

it could be a bitter sweet lime gripping on the rim of a glass in a a cocktail bar in Greece

maybe some sucluded seawead washed up on a beach in Barbados.

Go and peek though the white door maybe you will see…

a coragous cow charge past just to get to the fresh patch of green grass.

or even a white dove souring above but it soon turns into a dark raven.

it could be an angle flying like a bird delivering good news.

Go  and open the orange door you may see…

a clown fish swimming in a circle telling his nearest neighbour a silly joke.

or a pumpkin carved carefully smirking at trick or treaters passing by.

it could be Kevin the carrot chomping on some furious figgy pudding.