Go and open the mint door, 

Maybe you will see a leaf

drifting in the breeze, 

a pen writing wrong 

or bookmark keeping safe of a 

page. 

Go and open the blush door

Maybe you will see a eye shadow 

palette shining as bright as the sun,

A dancing flower 

or a rare fish swimming happily. 

Go and open the honey door, 

maybe you will see a bees 

bizzy out of breathe,

a slimy sandwich 

or a sticky disaster.  

Go and open the mauve door, 

maybe you will see drinks

That look like grapes, 

a petal floating 

or a poisoned leaf.