Slowly, go and open the door of red,

Perhaps there is- 

fields of roasting, rose petals, 

strawberries as juicy as watermelon

or a flaming fire. 

Gently, go and open the door of green

Perhaps there is-

a dazzling emerald dancing in the sunlight, 

a pot of slime slipping like wet mud in the rain

or a sea of grass waving in the wind.

Curiously, go and open the door of motley orange,

Perhaps there is-

Autumn leaves scattered across the dewy grass,

a marmalade cat purring loudly like a motorbike

or a goldfish soaring through crystal clear water.