Go and open the pink door,

maybe there is,

some cherry blossom blooming in the rising sun,

candy floss winding on a stick

or a flamingo swallowing some shrimp.

Go and open the green door,

maybe there is,

a huddle of mint that is freshly picked,

some frogs hopping away at the sight of a heron

or a cactus stranded in a dessert .

Go and open the white door,

maybe there is,

a dove flying to heaven,

a fridge full of milk

or a sheep grazing in a field.